TinyLiny - I am so glad you didn't come off and I feel for you.
I used to ride like the wind...jumping from the side of my mare, throwing myself over her bareback. Aaaahahahahaah the thrill of being 13 years old and being physically able to do that.
Now, like you, I will be 54 in 2 weeks. I bought a horse 4 years ago after getting my butt busted trying a horse. I spent the next 3 years gaining my confidence back after an injury and not having a horse for 26 years.
I had got to where I could canter my horse without getting afraid (horse ran away with me and I was badly injured) and load him up and go riding by myself. I was conditioning my boy to ride in a 25 miler - my dream.
In October I started having electrical shocks running up and down my body - then I started wobbling when I walk, more like tried to walk
. I was stumbling all over myself and my feet went numb and then up my legs. I am somewhat numb now from my hips down. Then my ear closed up and just found out I have lost 50% of my hearing in my left ear. I found out I have diabetes (that could be false as I was on steroids for the uneven gait) As of last night, I have had 3 MRI's on my back and head. Last week I had a spinal tap, this week I had steroids injected into my inner ear through the ear drum and a "dizzy test".
The costs are scary as all get out. But what is really scary is I find it hard to mount my horse at times. I was in tears a few weeks ago over it. As long as I mount up on a regular basis I am ok but if Biscuit moves too much I can't move fast enough to not bust my butt so it is a scary thing. They are testing me for MS or some other neuro disorder.
I am thinking "Dang - why now? Why me?" I had always heard that your 50's were fabulous. Kids grown, house paid for, etc. For me, other than being way fluffier than I would like, that has been true. I have been having a ball with my horses. My biggest fear is I won't be able to ride.
I may never ride in that 25 mile ride but if I can get on and ride on trails I will be a happy camper. It is a challenge as we get older and sometimes something out of the blue attacks our health. I am wobbly as all get out and sometimes have to have my husband or my cousin hold Biscuit while I mount up from a mounting block - I was pitching forward when I was riding in November but that has gotten somewhat better and I am glad for that. While we might not be the super duper riders we were as teenagers - we are not sitting at home on the couch watching TV (lol watching it right now though). We are out there on our horses (my hat's off to you getting on a 17hh horse
) hitting the trails or the arena to pursue our passion. I am going to call that a success for today. My horse couldn't care less as long as he gets treats and I go out and love him up. He is happy to ride or happy to stay home and bless his heart, I have leaned on him in more ways than one!
Love the poem...that is so true!