My life has been so difficult the last several years. First I went through a divorce and became a single mother. I never thought I'd regroup after that but I found a wonderful man and he and I recently married. The wedding planning was super stressful, and nine months ago my best friend had an aneurysm burst on the very trip my husband and I became engaged on (while we were all traveling internationally, no less!) He's basically a vegetable now. My family abandoned me in the divorce, but everything seemed to be looked up recently. Finally financially stable, on good footing with the ex, happy kids. I bought a house in the country, a wonderful horse, and a pony for the kids. Then we got into a custody battle. Going back to court in a few weeks. I sold the pony because I always worried about laminitis with him and it was too stressful. I needed something to give.
Well when we bought the horse, he was thin and we've been beefing him up with beets, senior pellets, canola oil, and a amino acid supplement. he's been gaining weight wonderfully. After parting ways with our old farrier who made me very uncomfortable, we found a great female farrier who confirmed what I suspected - Red has a bad case of thrush. His FL is especially bad. Fine. I've been treating it and seeing improvement. Yesterday when we got home we had an approval letter in the mail from a local horse rescue - pre approved to adopt from them. I felt good. Yesterday he had a lot more pep in his step and I thought we were making progress. (She also noted it looks like hes been shoed, and badly shoed, most of his life. He's 13. He has contracted heels and a poor frog but again, we've been working on it).
This morning when I went out to feed him, he was laying down about half way into the pasture. Normally he's waiting at the barn for his food. I called him and he got up, rocked back on his heels, and I thought "oh crap". He just stood there for a minute. I was frozen in place. I walked towards him but he still didn't move. He kept yawning, wouldnt moving his feet. Rocked back again. He stood still for about 5-7 minutes, then walked to his feed bowl and ate.
I immediately contacted the farrier, she thinks he foundered. Maybe it's just an abscess. I guess we will see. I feel like a failure. She's coming out in a bit. Trying to get in with the vet. This weekend we are supposed to take the kids on vacation. I am trying to keep my chin up, but I want to cry with the irony of the situation. (Selling pony and then the horse is the one who founders).
I know founder isn't a death sentence. I grew up with horses, but never my own, and while I was involved with the day to day care, they weren't mine and I never had to deal with illness like this. So I am scared. I had to come in to work for a few hours, but checked on him before I took the kids to daycare. He was walking around and eating, but definitely more slowly than he normally does.
I don't even know what I am looking for with this. Survival stories I guess? Tips?
Thank you for reading, if you've made it this far.