It is not enough for a man to know how to ride; he must know how to fall.

Apparently, I know a lot.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

MRI results: Two compression fractures that are healed. Around the breakages are what might be osteophytes, or bone spurs, abnormal bone growths that appeared when my spine was healing. My dad had bone spurs which turned into spinal stenosis, which effectively crippled him. He waited too long to get surgery to fix it, and now has long-lasting nerve damage. Not to mention the surgery was incredibly painful to recover from. Hopefully, none of those things are in my future. I'm in physical therapy now, and probably will be for a while. I also have a consultation with an orthopedic surgeon next week, and hopefully he can ease some of my worries. I have been riding minimally. By that I mean about 5 times since I re-injured my back in June. The most I can tolerate is about 30 minutes, then I have to stop. Half-halts and cantering are murder.

I can't really complain too much about my back. Kandice is very sick. Stage IV cancer sick. I'm very heartbroken for her. I wish I was a doctor and could fix her, but I can't. We're very all being very hopeful, but the possibilities are very scary. I talked to her yesterday, and she brought up how her mom had someone who was willing to take Callie out on trial as a lesson horse, but Kandice was worried because Callie has too many issues to go to most people. I told her that if it came down to it, Callie would have a home with me forever. And she will, but I'm praying it doesn't come to that. This isn't about me, but Kandice is very dear to me, and I would give anything to make sure she is okay.

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