charlimouse
Well-Known Member
Well today was always slightly doomed to failure given that I had only had 1.5 hours sleep last night . So the plan was to be at Uni for morning lectures, then spend the afternoon finishing my half completed assignment that is due in tomorrow. All was going well, until I was just about to go get lunch and I got a phone call from Mum to tell me to get home ASAP as Harry was down in the field unable to get up, and vet was on their way. Que a mad panic, not only about my horse, but also the assignment I haven't completed. Luckily I managed to locate my course tutor as I legged it to my car, who straight away said I could have a week extension on the assignment and to drive home carefully (thank god for horsey lecturers ). So off I set, for the drive home, which is somewhat complicated by the floods, and due to sods law I got stuck behind every tractor, lorry and learner driver in Yorkshire .
Eventually got home, to find that harry had been coaxed in to the yard using feed, but he was on 3 legs. He was laid down in the stable looking very sorry for himself, refusing to eat, shaking . We all thought that was it for poor Harry, and his suspensory had given up entirely (he is retired due to suspensory disease). Eventually the vet turned up who had been delayed due to the floods, we got Harry to his feet. Vet looked at the foot, found a raised digital pulse and after all that worry found Harry had .................. an abscess . Don't get me wrong I am so relieved that is all it is, but we did decide he is the world's biggest hyperchondric - even the vet agreed . Once located, punctured and polticed Harry was looking much better, if a little sheepish. He didn't like the shot of penicillin in his ar$e, and of course bled for England .
So Harry is now happily munching his hay, and i'm sure will enjoy the next few days of boxrest. He is already weightbaring on that foot, so feeling much better. I however feel like I have aged by 50 years, and still have this bloody assignment to finish, which I want to get done tomorrow as I am away this weekend and don't want it hanging over me. Anybody elses horse take the biscuit for playing the dying swan over the smallest of ailments ??
Eventually got home, to find that harry had been coaxed in to the yard using feed, but he was on 3 legs. He was laid down in the stable looking very sorry for himself, refusing to eat, shaking . We all thought that was it for poor Harry, and his suspensory had given up entirely (he is retired due to suspensory disease). Eventually the vet turned up who had been delayed due to the floods, we got Harry to his feet. Vet looked at the foot, found a raised digital pulse and after all that worry found Harry had .................. an abscess . Don't get me wrong I am so relieved that is all it is, but we did decide he is the world's biggest hyperchondric - even the vet agreed . Once located, punctured and polticed Harry was looking much better, if a little sheepish. He didn't like the shot of penicillin in his ar$e, and of course bled for England .
So Harry is now happily munching his hay, and i'm sure will enjoy the next few days of boxrest. He is already weightbaring on that foot, so feeling much better. I however feel like I have aged by 50 years, and still have this bloody assignment to finish, which I want to get done tomorrow as I am away this weekend and don't want it hanging over me. Anybody elses horse take the biscuit for playing the dying swan over the smallest of ailments ??