Let's start with the bit of bad, then move on to all the good that's happened since the last time we chatted.
The bad? The test results and specialist referral did not go the way I hoped, which led to a downward spiral in which I spent many hours wondering just what the future was going to look like (and why I couldn't just have less physically taxing hobbies.)
So, that was fun.
But the good news is that I'm doing way better in real life than they thought it looked on paper, which means maybe I'll be lucky and that trend will continue. Yesterday I was able to navigate stairs solo, the feeling and strength is definitely returning to my legs and I'm a lot less wobbly walking around. I have another round of scans as a check in (and surgery if needed/I choose to) scheduled in two months-ish. Hoping for no surgery!
Anyway, funny/happy things:
My husband is the best. And he likes the ponies. He's been doing all the pony care for me the last couple of weeks (and spoiling them rotten) which equally makes me feel super guilty and also teary with gratitude.
Good ponies |
The ponies are amazing creatures. Much as husband likes them, he's not an overly experienced caretaker and yet they forgive him everything and are very patient and kind to him. Sophie especially can have some serious quirks and opinions but she's been an angel. The other night he was trying to let her into her stall (that had dinner ready for her) and she just stood quietly outside and wasn't going to move a step closer. I had to remind him to move well out of the way of the door first, because she was just saying she wanted to be polite and not crowd him when she walked by <3
He's somehow house trained Sophie? He's been annoyed at her stall habits for years (and I was like, it's horses, it's how it is) and somehow he's solved it. It sounds like she thought about peeing when he got there one morning but he made her go outside first and just told her what a good girl she was when she peed there. And now it's a bit of a thing, she pees before she goes in at night, and first thing when he lets her out in the morning. If you haven't guessed they're pretty much besties at this point and I'm told if I ever want to sell her I can't, he's keeping her as a pet.