A Little on My Thoughts........Are They a Warning?

With all the chaos around here this past week I'm having a problem getting my thoughts organized for a post. What keeps running through my head is what happened to Sherri Graves and how but for the grace of God go I. Maybe there's a reason for those thoughts and the post that is meant to be is based on that very thought.

We all try not to think about 'what if' when we have horses. They are such big powerful creatures capable of inflicting such damage on our fragile bodies but the rewards of dealing with these amazing creatures certainly out weighs the risks or most of us wouldn't be where we are.

Thinking of the the circumstances surrounding the death of Sherri Graves forces me to think about the times the injuries that have occurred here on my farm. Going what I've learned that a blow to the head or the body should warrant a trip to the closest level one trauma center I have not been good about handling accidents in the way that I now know I should.

Granted that the injury involving Sherri Graves was obvious enough for those around her to know she needed a level one trauma but the fact is that many times people who die from their injuries don't realize they are all that hurt. They are up and walking around thinking they are just fine when a hidden killer has been unleashed inside them.

Any of the instances on my farm could have been one of those types of injuries. I thought I was fine and thankfully I came out the other side just fine. However, that outcome was more luck that sense.

The only one of these instances that was handled correctly by me was the one involving my daughter. Life...........and a Level One Trauma........the Details I don't know if it was because I had learned the lessons drummed into my head from my trauma working friend or if it was the fact this was my child that was hurt, but I did the right thing. Lindsay was taken to a level one trauma center where her injuries were monitored.

Even after Lindsay was home from the hospital it took her weeks to recover from her injury. Watching her condition I recognized the parallels to her behavior and mine when I was scrunched by Reflection. Trying to Get my Breeding Business Back on Track - Training Young Horses - The Fall I didn't go to even a doctor for that injury. It wasn't even clear to me until I emerged from the fog I lived in for weeks that I my thinking had been impaired. That kind of injury never should have gone without being monitored by those who know best the hidden dangers of head injuries induced by horses.

I was knocked unconscious in this incident. A Baby Boomer Dreams of Arabian Horses - The Maiden Season Part 10 I even went to an emergency room but not a level one trauma center. My head injury ended up being ignored by the examining physician.


In this accident Life Delays Twins Saga for Lessons Learned the blow was to my body. Again an ER doc overlooked the gravity of such an injury. I got stitched up but there was no attention paid to the possibility of internal injury.

Looking at these accidents and the possibilities I can't help but think I have used up a lot of luck. The thought process that "I am fine" no matter what happens to me as long as I am still breathing is surely a set-up to run out of that luck some day. I'm hoping there won't be a next time to any incidents remotely like one of these but if there is, I plan on listening to my friend's advice and the thought that Level One Trauma Docs consider an injury sustained to the head or body by a horse to be the all time most dangerous form of trauma. I'll be calling an aid car so they can get me to the closest level one trauma and hopefully Fate will not be tested beyonds her limits.

What about you? Do you tough it up in circumstances that put you at risk?

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