After giving our horses a break from the labor, we decided it was time to return to the field. We hooked Ponyo and Nettie to the disc, double checked that we’d followed all that we’d been taught and I began to climb up on the disc. Having one foot on the implement and the other on the ground, the horses began to backup! My foot got trapped under the disc and the pressure of the moving implement pushed me down. The next thing I know, I’m lying on the ground with both legs caught under the disc!
While I certainly wasn’t comfortable, I was screaming, not so much from the pain, but in an attempt to get the attention of someone to help. Needless to say, Gary and the horses were frightened. Gary couldn’t leave the head of the horses in order to help me or we could have had worse problems. He was frantically attempting to get the horses to move forward in order to get the implement off of my legs. I feared that this would result in slicing my legs to pieces. Instead, the disc was inching further up my legs causing more and more twisting and crushing injury. While it was likely only a few minutes before helped arrived, it seemed to take forever.
It’s amazing what goes through a person’s mind in such a predicament! While my life could have been taken within seconds:
• I was concerned for Gary.
• I feared that I had let my brother down by not following his instructions in some way.
• I wanted to learn from what had gone wrong and was pondering the possibilities.
• I felt badly for the horses who were so confused.
• I didn’t want to frighten the visitors at Marigold Meadows.
• I was concerned about my sister-in-law’s camera which was in my pocket.
What in the world went wrong? Stay tuned for next weeks article.
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