Thing had been progressing really well with Rocky, saddling up was becoming alot more normal. We have our routine and I doubt it will ever change, so it came a massive shock on Sunday 24th July, to have tacked up and walked him about as per normal to then be dumped during massive rodeo display the moment I asked him to walk off from the mounting block.
I sat the first, but the second was not the case and I fell under his legs. Unfortunately in his panic to get away he managed to plant couple of hind hooves on me, one on my hip and butt, and the other on my the side of my left knee. I lay for a while whilst listening to Fiona, Tim and Jess sort out horses and get Rocky and Harry put away safely. Boy, this hurts. In true rider grit, I determindly got up, determined to get back on, but found myself feeling violently sick and sitting back down again.
After an amusing conversation with Tim who was determinded to clean my grazed elbow before anything else, Fiona made the decision that a visit to A&E was in order. So off we trundled ... several swearing episodes and we arrived at Ashford A&E.
Wheelchair and nurses out to help, all this fuss... then Tim kicks my foot, more swearing and cussing. Seen extremely quickly. Convinced that the xray would be a waste of time, I was totally shocked (more swearing and then the first tears) that it was confirmed my fibula was cracked clean through...
A great session was spent bartering with my consultant over how long before I could ride - Three weeks was the shortest time period we could get him down too, but he did say that basically as soon as it stopped hurting I could ride... well that is kind of what he said - my intrepretation.
Monday was spent watching some ghastly daytime TV, Jeremy Kyle and Loose Women - Ouch sorry but that stuff is seriously bad. Thankfully channel 280 had some top class (sarcastic tone) dressage from New Zealand - so I sat and judged that from the comfort of my bed. I also spent time arranging riders for Harry for Hickstead, changing dates for Regionals, talking to physio who do team GB and getting exercises and suggestions from them - all good stuff.
Tuesday, I went to work... I was allowed to drive as its my left leg and I have an automatic. Phew.
5 hours at work and totally knackered.... but since then have been at work to avoid day time TV. I also went to snuggle horses from Wednesday onwards - what joy.
So, now its planning what to do with Rocky and to re-establish his confidence...
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