We’ll start with the bad and work our way up. A few nights ago, my daughter’s horse Max had a belly ache. Meds didn’t help. More meds didn’t help… and it was determined he was very sick and needed immediate transport to the Equine hospital (1.5 hours away) if he were going to survive whatever was causing the colic. At 11:30 p.m. Our vet had to sedate him because he was so distraught by the pain by the time his chariot arrived to take him to the hospital. I have never seen a horse in so much pain that came on so quickly, it was a horrible, helpless feeling.
He had surgery, where they found a large fatty tumor (melon size) wrapped around his colon. It had shifted, and pushed his colon over. That’s why all the horrible sudden pain. *sigh.
Survival is iffy with these things… and I am happy to report, three days later, Max is doing very well considering what he’s been through. Thank GOD for equine insurance. I won’t tell you what this cost… but most people who don’t have equine insurance put the horse down because they can’t afford it.
I’ve been out in the garden today trying to wash off the stress with fresh air and sunshine… it’s a beautiful thing…and if you don’t already know it, gardens are restorative, they are healing. If you haven’t started one of your own yet, when the season is right in your neck of the woods… for heavens sake, get out there and plant, nurture, tend. It will do the same for you, I promise.
