It’s been six weeks since that Quarter Horse ran over my foot and broke it. My orthopedist says that I’m healing right on schedule and that I no longer have to wear the walking cast. I’m back to my regular shoes – which means my barn boots. However, the bone still has a couple of weeks before it’s fully sealed and back together in one strong piece.
My doctor said that I can get back to normal activity, but that I’m not to run or jump. The foot still hurts, and I’m not quite ready to ride, but walking around without that cast feels like freedom!
While I’ve been laid up, Tonka has also had a break. His days entail going from stall to paddock and back again. I arrive daily and lead him out to grass for a graze. I groom him. But my foot has constrained him as much as it has me. I take pride in the fact that Tonka will leave the security of the stable and his friends and go on trail rides with just me as company. But, that good behavior is trained, and the longer that he stays put in one place, the harder it gets for him to leave. Yesterday was a picture perfect fall day. I had on my sturdy barn boots. It was time!
I led Tonka down the road to where there’s a large hay field that goes back to a pond and woods. I have permission to ride on the perimeter. Yesterday, both Tonka and I walked it.
I’m not sure that my orthopedist’s idea of walking is the same as mine.
I did not discuss with my doctor that my walks entail leading a 1,000 pound, excited horse, over uneven terrain.
It seemed normal to me.
Tonka and I did take breaks to look at the scenery.
And to *try* to relax by grazing.
Seeing new places, gazing at the fall colors, taking in the smells, seeing (spooking at) a tractor in the distance, navigating unknown paths, and tasting different plants, all while still tuned into me – that’s an enjoyable challenge for Tonka. That’s enrichment.