Sunday, June 30, 2013

Didn't my first blog entry say something about Murphy's Law?

Didn't my first blog entry say something about Murphy's Law? Don't worry -- Charm is still pregnant (as of the last vet check). But what we thought was an abscess in her hind left hoof is actually a fracture of the coffin bone. Thank goodness for Dr. Caputo, who trusted his instincts and recommended xrays because it just didn't seem right to him that she would be 5/5 lame after 4 weeks. The xrays show a clear but clean fracture right down the middle of the bone. Here are the xrays, and here is a labelled diagram of the inside of a horse's hoof.

So, what does it mean? Charm will be stall-bound until further notice. Dr. Caputo said the good news is that nothing is displaced and the joint is not implicated, so we have every reason to hope and believe that the fracture will heal and Charm will be (almost) good as new. It will take time. A lot of time. Like 6 months of time. But hey, we got time, right? In a week where a family close to mine buried a beloved member, age 49, who died of brain cancer leaving a loving wife and two young sons, I am forcing myself to keep things in perspective instead of totally freaking out about this. RIP Joe Gambino.

We have no idea how Charm could have done this to herself. For fun (trying to keep my sense of humor), I invite you to post a blog comment with your version of how the heck she could have broken her foot. Be creative and be funny. Best entry wins dinner with me at the restaurant of your choice, including unlimited DRINKS and DESSERT!

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CHARM:
The fracture is seen in the middle of the coffin bone in the top photo, it is the line that is darker and straighter than the other lines (which are veins).  The bottom photo is also Charm's hoof.

5 comments:

  1. Ok, So you and I both know Madame Charm loves to bite right? She never misses an opportunity to show her pearly whites. I still have the evidence/pix to prove this. Never discard evidence right esquire? My theory....Well since the whole pregnancy thing there's been a lot of stress..you were in Israel when the Vet stuck an arm and almost a cell phone up her vajayjay. Then there's been these wicked summer storms, then the whole hay shortage...I mean how is she gonna feed another mouth???... and the whole weight gain thing it's very very stressful especially since you know she is a bit of a wimp to begin with. So if you know me, you know when, (on the rare opportunity that I have stress ) This happens, I BITE my acrylics nails off right to the bone. (Getting another full set on Thursday.) Im thinking she BIT her hoof....right to the coffin bone!!!
    Im sure Im right ..she bit to the bone.
    Burt and Max's is fine.

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  2. Mona said.."I like to use Hannigan's law myself... Hannigan thought Murphy was an optomist."

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  3. Not to be outdone by MONA FISHER, here is my version of how Charm fractured her left hind coffin bone. Of course, I am ineligible for my own contest prize -- this is just for fun. Here it is:

    Charm was dozing in her stall in the middle of a dark, moonless night, when she heard the sound of cowboy boots on the paved barn aisle. "That isn't Jorge," she exclaimed to herself. "I wonder who that is? Does he have food for me? An apple maybe?" As she peaked over her mesh stall gate, she found herself face to face with a strange man carrying a plastic gallon-size milk jug. She snorted in fear. "Don't worry, mare," he said. "I'm just here for the goods." Indeed, the man was there to steal that valuable black-market commodity which keeps all of the Boca yentas from growing chin hair and talking like Ed Asner -- that liquid gold called pregnant mare urine. Sure, you can buy Premarin or Prempro, but the nighttime intruder had started a home-lab operation to supply Boca's aging women with his own brew made from pregnant mare urine and vodka. But supplies of urine were scarce. He had seen something about a blog on Facebook, and following the lead, he had determined that there was indeed a pregnant mare at Golden Gait Stables, Barn 18. What luck! Unfortunately for him, Charm had other ideas. No one was going to exploit her pregnancy, and no one was going to get her to pee into a milk jug. (They'd done something like that with Valentino, poor thing.) So, as the unwelcome man entered her stall, Charm turned her tail toward him and POW, she kicked out with her left hind leg! As her hoof landed the blow on the man's chest, she felt a sharp pain like none she'd ever known. The man, hollering profanities in surprise and pain that would make even Amy Beller seem like an amateur, pulled from his shirt's chest pocket a silver flask -- the vodka! Charm had made perfect contact with the metal bottle, and as she did her coffin bone gave way, causing a clean but pronounced break right up the middle. But Charm's defensive attack worked; the man fled from the stall, cursing and sputtering as he headed back into the darkness. Charm had protected her urine, for her unborn foal, and for pregnant mares everywhere. The Boca be-otches would have to find their salvation somewhere else.

    Amy B. Beller

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  4. Fabulous and possiby true! You are a prolific writer and yes you win! Ill pay....

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  5. Amy's is hard to beat, but here's my take on the injury: Charm knew (as all women do) something was going on inside of her that was definitely DIFFERENT. Then, lo and behold, she hears those words "in foal"! Wow, she thinks. Double wow, she decides. As the idea starts to really sink in, while she's out grazing around the barn, thinking horsey thoughts, she breaks out into a foxtrot in delight! But wait, I'm a horse,not a fox, so she quickly resumes a leisurely graze. But still all excited, she can't contain herself and she rears up on her 2 hind legs, does the cha cha cha and WHAM just then Denise comes around the corner of the barn and catches her dancing, Charm slams her toe to the ground in mid "cha", and breaks the coffin bone. She is genuinely sorry, and will attempt to celebrate more sedately once she's out of stall-arrest. Signed, Marianne (the barn groupie)

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