Post by Jen on Oct 5, 2008 16:46:08 GMT
got a cold but think it may be about to go onto my chest 
up at 7:00 to be on the yards for 7:30 (literally get up, get dressed and go!!!) have a good morning on yards mainly putting horses on the walker, taking them off again and mucking out 1(!) stable!!! before going for breakfast which was - (are you ready for this??) 4 bits of bacon, 3 sausages, 2 eggs, 2 hash browns, beans, 1 slice of fried bread and 2 bottles of orange!!! afternoon was okay - went to get horses from field and was leading phoenix back to her stable which is when it all goes wrong. as we went past joshua who is on box rest he bit phoenixs bum causing phoenix to leap forwards and sidewards towards me, i ended up of the floor with a hoof on my foot and another hoof sliding down my knee onto the foor, i yelled F@%~ and kept a hold of the reins - you have to lead in bridle wearing hat and gloves (thank god, it could have been much worse if idint hav my gloves and a bridle) - which made phoenix jump more bless her and i dont blame her either which wrenched my arm up and i now cant move my shoulder without it making me cry. paramedics attending the pony club thing in one of the arenas werent there so jade told jen one of the yard staff (fully qualified first aider) but she didnt really know what to do seeing as training is usually unconsious/heart attack kinda thing. i muddled along though and the others wouldnt really let me do much. when i checked my phone to see the time i realised i had a message from mum.
earlier i had asked her if she would be picking me up to take me home, the answer was no. she was sat in harrogate a+e with matthew (7 yr old brother - love him too bits, nickname woozie!!) as he had trapped his finger in the door and might need a small op. ring her later.
rang mum. front door slammed onto woozies little finger and taked all the skin and muscle of leaving a lot of bone exposed and sticking out. when i spoke to her and woozie who was excited about it all they were sat in the LGI (leeds general infirmary) waiting to go into theatre to let the plastic surgeon try and repair the finger. note that i said try. if it goes wrong or cant be fixed the finger comes off.
crying again now coz typing hurts. dont know what im gonna do coz im stuck in colege until friday earliest and just want a hug and my cold to go and my shoulder to be better and woozies finger to be better.
up at 7:00 to be on the yards for 7:30 (literally get up, get dressed and go!!!) have a good morning on yards mainly putting horses on the walker, taking them off again and mucking out 1(!) stable!!! before going for breakfast which was - (are you ready for this??) 4 bits of bacon, 3 sausages, 2 eggs, 2 hash browns, beans, 1 slice of fried bread and 2 bottles of orange!!! afternoon was okay - went to get horses from field and was leading phoenix back to her stable which is when it all goes wrong. as we went past joshua who is on box rest he bit phoenixs bum causing phoenix to leap forwards and sidewards towards me, i ended up of the floor with a hoof on my foot and another hoof sliding down my knee onto the foor, i yelled F@%~ and kept a hold of the reins - you have to lead in bridle wearing hat and gloves (thank god, it could have been much worse if idint hav my gloves and a bridle) - which made phoenix jump more bless her and i dont blame her either which wrenched my arm up and i now cant move my shoulder without it making me cry. paramedics attending the pony club thing in one of the arenas werent there so jade told jen one of the yard staff (fully qualified first aider) but she didnt really know what to do seeing as training is usually unconsious/heart attack kinda thing. i muddled along though and the others wouldnt really let me do much. when i checked my phone to see the time i realised i had a message from mum.earlier i had asked her if she would be picking me up to take me home, the answer was no. she was sat in harrogate a+e with matthew (7 yr old brother - love him too bits, nickname woozie!!) as he had trapped his finger in the door and might need a small op. ring her later.
rang mum. front door slammed onto woozies little finger and taked all the skin and muscle of leaving a lot of bone exposed and sticking out. when i spoke to her and woozie who was excited about it all they were sat in the LGI (leeds general infirmary) waiting to go into theatre to let the plastic surgeon try and repair the finger. note that i said try. if it goes wrong or cant be fixed the finger comes off.
crying again now coz typing hurts. dont know what im gonna do coz im stuck in colege until friday earliest and just want a hug and my cold to go and my shoulder to be better and woozies finger to be better.
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