Discussion
Well, what a weekend I've had! After nearly a year of looking, I finally purchased a horse, which was delivered on Thursday night after scraping through his vetting. 
He's a 16.3hh 8 year old ex point to point gelding which I named Bay.
I took him out hacking with a friend on Saturday which went well & calmed him down - he was "a bit lively" when he arrived. He'd been out of work since May so is underweight & not fit.
However, he has still managed to put me in casualty after two days of ownership. I got stuck between him & another horse as they decided to kick the hell out of each other & they thought they'd use me as a trampoline after they knocked me over. 'Ouch' doesn't even begin to describe how much it hurt having 2 big horses trampling on you.
After it was over, I pulled my welly off to see a rapidly expanding ankle which hurt like hell. Took my coat off because I'd suddenly got really hot, to see a funny looking arm which didn't hurt at all. Until I saw Scott's face.
Then it hurt. Off we went to casualty. In the Smart. Oh dear. It wasn't the smoothest drive. 
Anyway, I've got two black ankles, a hoof shaped bruise on my hip & a suspected fractured arm (arm was too swollen to tell from x-ray), along with a scratched face. Addenbrookes A&E were absolutely fantastic & the painkillers I'm on are just groovy baby - woohoo.
Can't feel a thing - anywhere. Scott was a hero too as he saw almost the whole accident & sped me to casualty as quickly as he could with me screaming my head off. He deserves a medal. 
On the way back from Addenbrookes we stopped off at Sainsburys in Cherry Hinton where I promptly collapsed in the car park & was ignored by everyone
apart from a gaggle/herd/flock of old people who were very concerned and waited with me whilst Scott got the car.
I've been around horses for nearly 20 years now and this is the first serious accident I've ever had & it's really shaken me up - I always thought I'd have my accidents whilst riding, not on the ground.
I sold my motorbike to finance the horse purchase as Scott & I both thought riding would be marginally safer! Oh well, I can't do either now & I'm not supposed to drive or use my arm. It's taking me bloody ages to do my work and package up my parcels. Don't even mention getting dressed - that's just hilarious with one arm. 
Hannah (feeling very sorry for herself)
He's a 16.3hh 8 year old ex point to point gelding which I named Bay.
I took him out hacking with a friend on Saturday which went well & calmed him down - he was "a bit lively" when he arrived. He'd been out of work since May so is underweight & not fit.
However, he has still managed to put me in casualty after two days of ownership. I got stuck between him & another horse as they decided to kick the hell out of each other & they thought they'd use me as a trampoline after they knocked me over. 'Ouch' doesn't even begin to describe how much it hurt having 2 big horses trampling on you.
After it was over, I pulled my welly off to see a rapidly expanding ankle which hurt like hell. Took my coat off because I'd suddenly got really hot, to see a funny looking arm which didn't hurt at all. Until I saw Scott's face.
Then it hurt. Off we went to casualty. In the Smart. Oh dear. It wasn't the smoothest drive. Anyway, I've got two black ankles, a hoof shaped bruise on my hip & a suspected fractured arm (arm was too swollen to tell from x-ray), along with a scratched face. Addenbrookes A&E were absolutely fantastic & the painkillers I'm on are just groovy baby - woohoo.
Can't feel a thing - anywhere. Scott was a hero too as he saw almost the whole accident & sped me to casualty as quickly as he could with me screaming my head off. He deserves a medal. On the way back from Addenbrookes we stopped off at Sainsburys in Cherry Hinton where I promptly collapsed in the car park & was ignored by everyone
apart from a gaggle/herd/flock of old people who were very concerned and waited with me whilst Scott got the car.I've been around horses for nearly 20 years now and this is the first serious accident I've ever had & it's really shaken me up - I always thought I'd have my accidents whilst riding, not on the ground.
I sold my motorbike to finance the horse purchase as Scott & I both thought riding would be marginally safer! Oh well, I can't do either now & I'm not supposed to drive or use my arm. It's taking me bloody ages to do my work and package up my parcels. Don't even mention getting dressed - that's just hilarious with one arm. Hannah (feeling very sorry for herself)
Ouch !!! That really doesn't sound like fun !
I,m afraid I really don't 'get ' horses. A friend of mines wife has two and I hate to think of the total costs to date he's put into them.
I think you need to stick to the correct type of horsepower Hannah. You know it makes sense !!
Hope your feeling better soon.
I,m afraid I really don't 'get ' horses. A friend of mines wife has two and I hate to think of the total costs to date he's put into them.
I think you need to stick to the correct type of horsepower Hannah. You know it makes sense !!
Hope your feeling better soon.
Scott's just told me that Bay has 2bhp per tonne, nearly as much as the Smart....arguably.
Yes Paul, still looking for another one! Though not as much of a hurry as I've got to get this one shaped up for hard work next year once my arm has healed. Considering he's living on muddy grass & fresh air, he's a lively old thing.
As for the name, he was introduced to me as "Bay Horse", so that's what I've called him. He has some poncy French name but I'm not yelling that out down at the field.
Also, getting on the bloody thing takes some doing, I find a long run up usually does the trick
and Scott is building me some stairs (seriously!). Bay's a lot shinier than the photo now, looks great - and I was astonished to find that they sell wax for horses hooves! Not hoof oil, wax! And "back to black too!" I'm still looking for underhoof neons though....
Yes Paul, still looking for another one! Though not as much of a hurry as I've got to get this one shaped up for hard work next year once my arm has healed. Considering he's living on muddy grass & fresh air, he's a lively old thing.
As for the name, he was introduced to me as "Bay Horse", so that's what I've called him. He has some poncy French name but I'm not yelling that out down at the field.
Also, getting on the bloody thing takes some doing, I find a long run up usually does the trick
and Scott is building me some stairs (seriously!). Bay's a lot shinier than the photo now, looks great - and I was astonished to find that they sell wax for horses hooves! Not hoof oil, wax! And "back to black too!" I'm still looking for underhoof neons though....Hannah,
Very sorry to hear about that - I do hope that you get better soon.
Aside from being a legitimate, if rather painful way to get funky painkillers, what on earth are you doing with horsepower that eats hay at one end and sh*ts at the other? Surely Otpimax and the AA man horsepower variation is far more effective and manageable?
All the best for a speedy recovery,
MG Mark
Very sorry to hear about that - I do hope that you get better soon.
Aside from being a legitimate, if rather painful way to get funky painkillers, what on earth are you doing with horsepower that eats hay at one end and sh*ts at the other? Surely Otpimax and the AA man horsepower variation is far more effective and manageable?
All the best for a speedy recovery,
MG Mark
Second incident today - he decided to deposit me on my back on the tarmac on a very busy road. Ouch. He took particular dislike to a rather large lorry bearing down upon him on a very busy road (don't blame him really) & we didn't have anywhere to escape to (hedges either side) so I took the path of least resistance & bailed and forgot just how bloody tall he is & jolted my spine. It really bloody hurts now & I had to walk him back half a mile to home with him in a rather "spirited mood".
Naughty Magpie said:
Second incident today - he decided to deposit me on my back on the tarmac on a very busy road. Ouch. He took particular dislike to a rather large lorry bearing down upon him on a very busy road (don't blame him really) & we didn't have anywhere to escape to (hedges either side) so I took the path of least resistance & bailed and forgot just how bloody tall he is & jolted my spine. It really bloody hurts now & I had to walk him back half a mile to home with him in a rather "spirited mood".
You really are having toubles with this horse Hannah. Definately a contender for the 'glue' factory I think ! 
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