Annie was helping my Moms horse Meridian, “trim” the grass in the front yard this week.
I had brushed and feed Annie some grain a couple of hours earlier and then when I went out again to do chores, I saw Annie with a long gash to her front chest and a piece of her skin hanging from her body.
Annies chest after the “accident” (No one knows or saw what she cut herself on)
The veterinary came as soon as he could, which was unfortunately, the next morning. Dr Samuel gave Annie an intramuscular tranquilizer first to help calm her before he gave her the sedation medication in her vein.
Dr Samuel trying to give Annie the sedative
The tranquilizer did not seem to faze Annie too much and she was not about to let the doctor get too close to her neck with that syringe full of sedation medication! She kept sidestepping away from Dr Samuel. (Hindsight says perhaps we should have tied her on a very short lead on the fence so she would not have moved away so much from him, but the doctor wanted her to “fall” in this shady corner after she had received her medication…)
Finally the veterinary, tired of “dancing” and “sidestepping” with Annie, had Smith “twitch” Annie, by grabbing her upper lip with his hand and twisting it hard. (Ouch!)
I had never seen or heard of that before, but from what I understand a “twitch” is generally a device that is secured to the horses upper lip and tightened. It is supposed to help distract the horse during stressful situations, but it is also believed to act instead by triggering the release of endorphins from the horse’s brain, producing a calming effect.
However it worked, it worked and Annie was able to get sedative in a matter of seconds and then Smith released her from the “twitch”. Within a few minutes, we helped Annie to the ground, as she “passed out” so to speak, from the sedative. Smith tied her legs to together in case she woke, before Dr Samuel was done with the procedure and I held her head down.
Annie fast asleep and Dr Samuel is quickly trimming the edges of her wound
Annie with newly trimmed wound edges
Annie in peaceful dreamland, as Dr Patti and Dr Samuel stitch Annies wound
Annie waking up from her sedative (She looked a little green around the gills!)
After Annie was done with her procedure Dr Samuel, poured cold water on her head and on her back to help wake her up. He told us we had to get her up. This took about 30 minutes before she was strong enough to stand on her own. (I hated seeing her so wobbly and near falling, as the three of us supported most of her weight, trying to get her to stand on her own during that long half hour. All I could imgaine was Annie falling down and breaking a leg! Which thankfully did not happen.)
I would like to give a good report and tell you, she is all healed up and doing fine, but that is not the case.
A day after she was stitched up, she had copious amounts of pus draining from her wound. I gently squeezed the wound and drained it the best I could. I then cleaned it up well with iodine and applied the antibiotic cream the veterinary had prescribed. I am proud to report Annie was a champion during this procedure and tolerated it very well, as my Father and Smith helped to hold her and keep her still.
The wound had minimal drainage after that, but five days later, she had ripped open her stitches. The wound looks like it has started to heal, as there is not a lot of skin flapping open, but we have called Dr Samuel back out and he is coming to the farm tomorrow to assess the wound and stitch her back up. Will keep you all posted on Annies progress.
The Attack of the Parrots
This pretty parrot couple are not as innocent and sweet as they look!
The parrots have attacked and eaten many of our plantains from the plantain grove this week!
I hope everyone has had a good week this week. I am sure ready for the weekend.
Tonight my Father is back in the hospital for surgery again.
Last week he had the bad news that the tumor which was removed in October, had probably grown back to the same size it was, before it was removed. The doctor is also fearful the tumor has grown around his jugular vein and it may also need might need to be cut into, as well as some of the nerves that may effect my Fathers speech, diaphragm, blood pressure, etc… However the other case scenario from the doctor is that perhaps there is a hematoma-blood clot- in the space from where the tumor was removed and was possibly caused from a leak of his vein.
I ask you all to once again, keep him in your thoughts and prayers tomorrow morning, as the doctor operates at 10:00 am.. We do not know why my Father continues to have challenges with his health, but we trust trust in Yahweh our Lord, to carry him through these difficult times.
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
Much love to you all, my family and friends (some of whom I know and some of whom I do not), Rose