Tag Archives: Injury

Into the Equine Heart of Darkness…

Posted on May 3, 2012 by

Dear Equines and Bipeds, Hudson here. I am in existential angst. My life is…boring. It’s a dreary endless round of circles and grooming. I’m a little cranky. Jane is furious with me.  Bella is furious with me. Woodrow is…not amused. … Continue reading →

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Things You Don’t Want to Hear in Your Doctor’s Office

Posted on June 24, 2011 by

Before Shaun went to the orthopedic surgeon, she had to go to our regular doctor.  Some sort of insurance rule. The day after the accident, the staff squeezed her in at the end of the day. Really nice. The doctor … Continue reading →

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Disaster of the Month Club: The Secret Society?

Posted on June 21, 2011 by

For back story, see Emergency Room Camping.  (in which we discover hospitals have disaster calendars: every month has a huge, full color picture of an impending medical disaster. Photo proof!) I thought Disaster of the Month Club calendars must be limited … Continue reading →

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What’s Black and Blue and Green All Over…?

Posted on June 19, 2011 by

Thursday, Shaun wanted to see her hand, un-bandaged, before we went to the orthopedic surgeon on Friday.  She was worried it wasn’t “that bad”. I suspect her thought echos all of our thinking patterns.  ”It’s only an [insert injury here], … Continue reading →

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Emergency Room Camping

Posted on June 15, 2011 by

Last summer, Shaun and I went hospital camping.  She had surgery, tried not to die, while I comforted her gently: if you die, I will KILL you. This Sunday, we went Emergency Room Camping. Holding Shaun’s good hand while she … Continue reading →

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A Cell Phone’s Revenge, and Mom is Possibly a Serial Killer

Posted on February 27, 2011 by

Shaun and the kids gave me an iPhone for Valentines day.  Prior to the iPhone, I had an Android.  I loved my Android.  I set it to give me directions in an English accent. When lost, having an authoritative voice … Continue reading →

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The Young and the Liftless

Posted on February 21, 2011 by

I relate my conversations with Hudson to Shaun.  Normal.  They go something like this: Jane: You’re never going to believe what happened today.  Hudson is so smart.  You know how he’s been fine with me putting the rubber boot on … Continue reading →

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General Horspital

Posted on February 20, 2011 by

I expected, on day 3 of abscess treatment, Hudson’s “hoof seam” would be open and draining, like a good little abscess.  We do not have a good little abscess.  We have a sneaky, wandering abscess. I am not happy to … Continue reading →

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When A Hitch in the Giddy-Up Isn’t What It Seems

Posted on February 19, 2011 by

Hudson has a recurring muscle spasm in his shoulder, right below the withers, but above the shoulder itself.  He hasn’t been lame.  He’s been…off.  I have used massage, Sore No More, heat, stretching, and work.  It gets better, even goes … Continue reading →

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When Hung by the Neck On the Saddle Horn of a Bucking Horse, Helmets Can Make you Nervous

Posted on January 23, 2011 by

I don’t ask why often enough. If I am open and curious, the answer to why is frequently eye-opening, and if I’m lucky, humbling. I asked Kimber, a highly experienced horsewoman, why she chose not to wear a helmet when … Continue reading →

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