Happy 2015, and thank you all followers for 2014.
Its been (and is) couple of hectic weeks, and I am not referring to the "well-known" Christmas stress. We didn't have any Christmas or New Years Eve. Not that we didn't want to, other things came in between.
When a family member gets sick or hurt, it affects the whole family. And also friends. Your safety net shows if its stable or have any wholes in it. Especially as a family that lives far away from family, and in a country they are not familiar with the language 100%
My beautiful nine-year old daughter has been riding since she was three years old. She loves horses. Every Friday evening is her most happiest time of the week. To go to the stable and ride. I think we've been members there for 2-3 years now. Its a small loving club with only three lesson horses (they are searching after a fourth)
Aragon is a BIG horse with a lot of power. Normally one group was riding before Olivia so Aragon would be quiet and calm when it was Olivia s turn. But this Friday the 19th, Olivia was the first one to ride Aragon.
The other two horses spooked around, it was a strange mood between the horses. Outside, the wind was blowing and made some noises. Suddenly, Aragon took off and ran around like crazy. I stood up, held my breath, "Please, please Olivia stay on!" I mumbled. It seamed like she would make it, but then, he took the corner with a sharp turn and Olivia flew up in the sky and hit the ground. (she had helmet and protection vest) I heard this scream right through the thick window to the clubroom where stood.
I ran out and in to were she was laying. My little pale girl laid in a strange position. I think I screamed, I don't remember. As a mother, this was the worst thing ever, to see your child laying in horrible pain.
It felt like forever before the ambulance came.....Olivia screamed, not only out of pain, but out of fear for the Ambulance people. They were working on her, Max my 7 year old son and I held hands, watching, feeling helpless and praying.
They moved her into the ambulance, cut her cloths. Olivia fights with screams, her eyes are wild. I sat in the front with the driver. Everything was so unreal. I tried to think. Where did she develop this fear? I went through her years trying to remember if something had happen. I couldn't remember.
We came to the hospital and Olivia went through a two hour surgery. Max slept in my arms. A wonderful nurse came with a chair that developed into a bed. Max could sleep. Midnight we could sit by her bed. My tears rolled down the cheek, watching her hooked up to all the cords and monitors.
I hated that I had to leave one a clock in the morning, but no one was home, and all the dogs had been alone since late afternoon. I didn't have my cellphone I couldn't call anyone. That was my biggest lesson that evening.
Max and I got a taxi to the stable to get our car and drive home. I carried Max into his bed 0200 in the morning, and I carried him out 0700 to go back to the hospital.
#1 Never forget a charger in your bag.
#2 Have important phone numbers written down in your wallet.
#3 Know your child's weight -- Olivia laid in a stretcher and couldn't be weighed (and to save time for the op team) and had to go in to emergency surgery
#4 Have snack in your bag and coins for the machine for drinks/snacks
#5 Do not take pictures!
