Sitting in Big O Tires, waiting for my car, I finally have a minute to do my update. I apologize for the delay, especially as I know so many of you are wondering how Suri is doing. Am having worse and worse issues with my knee, and sometimes it is impossible to actually sit down at a desk and get on the computer. (Sitting still seems to be the worst thing for my leg, besides standing, and people get ticked off if I stay in bed all day or live in the tub). J Went to the pain clinic and they still want to do the spinal cord stimulator test after I get my bone scan. It has been about 30 + years of chronic pain, (wow – that makes me old ha ha) and more surgeries than that. My ortho doc told me that after this third knee replacement comes out, (the last two just fell out when they opened my leg), he wants to amputate. So I have been a little discombobulated. Add the fact that I have the beautiful Suri for a sleeping (yeah right) roomie, and I am way behind on everything. (For those of you who aren’t familiar with my whiney little story, I have had over 30 surgeries, a nerve disease called RSD, and live with chronic pain). I spend lots of time on crutches and in my wheelchair. But as my mom always pointed out, there are so many people who struggle through much worse adversity.
It’s funny though, how God sends you the little things that help you survive when you wonder if you can. I can honestly say that if I had a horse in the pain that I live with daily, I would put it down immediately. Yet every time I start feeling sorry for myself, God sends me a big fat example of why I should be grateful for what I have and not be such a big weenie. For example, when I am twisting and turning and thinking that amputation is a good idea during the worst nights, what do I see but Suri’s little milk face. She leans against the hammock, (which collapsed this morning about 3:00 a.m.) and mushes her milky little face on mine. She is such a comfort when I start thinking that I cannot do this pain anymore. It’s amazing how random acts of kindness can change the world. So now ya’ll know why I am behind, and I am hoping to “git er done” and be back on track. J
SURI, IS DOING FABULOUS! I think that Honey Bandit thinks she is pretty cute. The other night though, DaBubbles busted out and ran over to her. He was “clacking” at her, which is interesting as usually the babies are the ones that show submissiveness and “don’t hurt me” to the older horses. That gave me great comfort as they will be pairing up on Friday, and I was worried if he would be too rough with her.
That little stinker (DaBubbles) moves about as fast as a pingpong ball. He bounces around like the speed of light and was almost impossible to catch. His little head is up and his tail is high and he just has a blast knowing he is not supposed to be running around the yard. I think that makes it about 100 times more special for him. He is like “look at me – I am free” and you can't catch me!!!"
Honey Bandit is getting lighter and his tail is growing so long. He is such a beautiful (handsome) boy and I look forward to the day he is 100% better. He looks so grown up beside Suri. Someone is going to have a wonderful little horse with Suri. She is absolutely a love and incredibly smart (duh – after all, she is a mustang and a survivor). Right now I think she is helping me as much as I am helping her.
We are still looking for our “rolling foal hospital”. We don’t have a specific vehicle in mind, just something that would be usable during the winter (as we have to travel several hours at least to pick up the foals). It could be something like a camper for a pickup, a small motorhome, a full size van, a horse trailer with people quarters in case we needed to stay somewhere due to weather. The biggest thing is it needs to be reliable and something we could use no matter what the weather. It certainly would have been better for Suri not to be quite so exposed as it snowed on the way home.
It was suggested to us that we should let her ride in the back of the suburban on the way home, as it was going to be such a long trip for her. Hmmmmmmm that didn’t go too well. (We have brought babies home on our laps in the truck, and in the back of the trucks and in our suburban many times). However, there was one little problem. When Matt lifted her in, her butt didn’t fit. She was too tall. But we put her on her side and we sat in the back for a good hour or so. When she started getting restless, Matt and I slid her back and he lifted her out. It all went perfectly considering, (PTL I have “the tall one” who is strong and very capable of lifting our little ones).
Hopefully someone has something sitting in their garage or carport that they just don’t use anymore. It would be a tax deductible donation and would be a big help in saving these little “critical and/or orphan foals”. We all do whatever we can, and although it doesn’t always seem like we are doing enough, we just do what we can and every little bit helps. Thank you for all that ya’ll do. God Bless you and the critters all send hugs and kisses! We should have more pictures on our website at www.chillypepper.weebly.com in the near future.