A Bad Day in the Round Pen On August 28th, I was pitched over the head of a sweet little 3 year old molly that I was training for a client. It should have been a huge summersault, but I did not get my head tucked, and did a face plant before my body went on over. I heard my neck break, and never felt my body hit the ground. As I lay there, I could see my arm resting on my chest, but I could not feel it there. I could not feel the ground under my back. I could not move. This was sobering, but I told myself not to panic and tried to imagine a good possible future. In the 15 minutes or so that the total paralysis lasted I had time to think of many possible futures, none of which I could define as "good", but I did have a good conversation with God, along with some pretty sincerely considered bargaining. When I realized I could move my toes, I was a pretty happy camper. It took longer to start feeling pain in my arms, head and neck. I was alone, I didn't know when or if Russ would arrive, and for the first time since Roper died, I did not have my cell phone on me. Instead of sensibly turning it off when I got on the nervous colt, I left it outside the round pen. At that point I was in a lot of pain and couldn't talk myself into lying there until someone found me, so I started an arduous process of getting to my knees without the benefit of my arms. As I realized that I was going to be able to get to my knees, I started to think that as I have no insurance to pay for an ambulance, I could get to my truck and take myself to the hospital. It took me about four inches of shuffling on my knees to ditch that idea. My goal became- getting drugs! After a grueling session with the round pen gate, I finally made it to the phone, 911, EMT's, and an ambulance with drugs! From the time I hit the ground to the ambulance getting to me was about and hour and a half and about sixty feet. I wouldn't want to do it again and feel very lucky to have made it. After surgery, the Neuro Surgeon told my friends and family that I shouldn't have been able to walk. I had three badly broken vertebrae ( C5, 6, and 7), and 2 disks that were all but disintegrated. He replaced the disks with cadaver bone and put a titanium plate across the three vertebrae. I will be in a hard collar for a total of five months if I heal well. My hands, arms and shoulders are weak and apparently the nerve damage will take a long time to heal, and the docs won't be pinned down except to say that the extent of healing varies in each person. I intend to be riding and picking up saddles and bales again next summer. Obviously the good Lord didn't intend for me to die in the round pen that day- he has a different plan for me. I look forward to seeing what it is. I am humbled by the folks who have reached out to me with help of all kinds, encouragement, prayers, and love. I have always known that you find out who your friends are when you are down, but I never would have believed that I would find friendship from so many people who I have never had a chance to be a real friend to. I wish there was opportunity to get to ride into the mountains with each of you. I am blessed to know of so many good and generous people. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
UPDATE 1/17/08 UPDATE 2/3/08 UPDATE 4/26/08
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