Another broken promise

 

But this time it's not my fault! And... it's only a slightly broken promise.

 

I dropped Dan off for his surgery yesterday. And I tried to hug him in the parking lot and he was snarly and wiggly. But after I paid my deposit and talked to the vet, I snuck back over and gave him some nose boops. And he was snuggly. And then I cried on the way home. And prayed. And felt pretty convicted that I had heard God correctly. 

 

(His sad little face when I left!!! Wahhhhhhhh)

And then I prayed throughout the night, every time I woke up. And again this morning. I had a friend bring her horse over for treatment because he was sleep deprived and falling. It was a good distraction and I pray that I helped him. (So far, not sleeping, but... hopefully soon). During her visit, the vet called and said that Dan was up and his surgery was a success. There was a little bit of bruising in his tendon, but it went well and he went ahead and did the renovo after looking at a little more research. He said that "in typical Appaloosa fashion, he laid there out cold, then suddenly popped up, stood up, and was completely sober". Yay Dan!! hee hee. That does sound about right. Thank you God!!! 

So then I took Funny for a ride, because... bless her, she misses her brother! When my friend pulled up with her trailer, which looks exactly like mine, Funny was so excited! And then she was like "WTF are you?!" when it wasn't Dan. Sorry baby girl.. he comes home tomorrow! So we had a great ride. I almost took her with me to visit him but didn't want to get them both upset. So I took her home, unhitched, took the hay trailer to Judy's, picked up my feed, and then made it to visit Dan before they closed. I walked in and said hi and snuggled with him a bit. He was eating dinner (soupy yay!) and was making faces at me but let me hug him. And then.... I noticed... um.... why did y'all bandage his left hind? Oh no... OH NO!!! So... the other vet walked by and said hi and... I was like "Umm.... He was supposed to have surgery on his right hind..... ". Her face. The poor girl. Her face fell and she looked panic stricken! She was like "let me check with the other vet" and bolted. I can't blame her. So... then she walked past the outside of the barn and yelled to me that the vet that did his surgery would be back shortly and come talk to me. So Dan and I snuggled. He let me hug on him and scratch him and smeared his soup all over me. Man I love him. I missed his face! And I think he missed me!

So then the vet pulled up and was like "oh man... I messed up.. how can I fix it?". And then he offered to do the surgery tomorrow morning at no charge. So... you know.... I can live with that. We all make mistakes. I get it. And because of Dan's shoulder atrophy, he didn't lay him down on his side... he laid him on his back... and both legs were clipped because we had ultrasounded both to compare and make sure he didn't need both legs done. And... some surgeons say to just go ahead and do both anyways.... And then he said it was bruised... So, maybe, just maybe, this was God's way of giving me a two for one deal. ;) And saving me from having to go back on my word about another surgery and another stall rest. Because.... Daniel, you can go under anesthesia for 26 minutes again tomorrow and not have to add an extra day onto your stall rest/rehab protocol MUCH easier than we can do this again in 6 months to a year and have to start over yet again. 

So... I'm choosing to look at this as a blessing in disguise. Though I am going to be praying again hard tonight and tomorrow that he wakes up and recovers as well as he did today. And he still gets to come home tomorrow because... he's a tough cookie. I could have brought him home tonight had I had the trailer.. and he not needed a repeat ;) 

Oh Dan.... sucks to be a vets horse because.... it's always us. ;) But.. hey, at least you get lots of shockwave and bemer and acupuncture and chiro and rehab and drugs and supplements. 

I love you sir!

I will bring you home tomorrow! MAKE GOOD CHOICES!