Friday, May 17, 2013
I don't know what I did to upset someone, but it seems like nothing is going right. We all know about my aunt's funeral that I didn't know about. Of course, facing a second epidural doesn't thrill me, but if the Celebrex helps, maybe the 2nd epidural will.
Yesterday, I decided to go and ride. My back has been better the last couple of days and I have a really busy weekend so I decided it was beautiful out and a great day to spend time in the saddle. The barn didn't go so good. I walked in and noticed something was wrong with JC. He wasn't eating. With JC, that is a huge red flag. He usually has everything gone within 20 minutes. He was colicking again. I walked him for 50 minutes which was pretty good exercise in dirt with a horse. At least this time, we didn't have to call the vet. All he needed was a mouthful of medicine and, within 30 minutes , his eyes were bright again and he was himself. He wasn't too thrilled to see me leave with his carrots.
I also need to mention that when I arrived, I saw an Illinois license plate. I knew it was my sister. She was in for my aunt's funeral which no one told me about. Mimi has two horses retired where JC is. My husband wanted to turn around, but I said absolutely not. I am not going to let her run me away. I didn't do anything to them. I walked in and said hi to the farrier who was there. I noticed one of the owners was in the barn which is unusual at that time of the day, but her daughter, who usually runs it, is off until Tuesday so Carrie worries. She was talking to my sister.
I noticed JC wasn't right and called Carrie over. I left to walk JC. My husband went back to his stall to get my phone and I noticed my sister talking to him. I couldn't believe after everything she had the gall to speak to him or him to her. He told me that she just said, "My horse colicks all the time." I need to remember how narcissistic Mimi is. Whatever happens to you or one of your pets, she has had it ten times worse.
All I kept thinking to myself is what a gutless human being. She let my brother do all the speaking and doesn't even have the guts to face me. I was willing her to come in the ring. The only thing she did was shout out asking if I wanted her to walk JC. Excuse me. Really! Are you f'ing kidding me. You can't speak to me in close to a year, you can't call me when our aunt passes away, you let our brother come to my house demanding everything that is my mother's and all you can ask me is if I want you to walk JC? Huh? What planet does she live on. I said no and kept walking.
I am proud of myself however. I didn't get angry or stressed. Normally, in a situation like this, I would find myself shaking, but I didn't. I just didn't care. She chose to be nothing in my life and she is nothing in my life.
I am sorry. I am not a hypocrite. I don't play games. I could not go through all I have been through with her and then act like we are best buds. NO not in this lifetime. She made her choices and she can live with them!
Well, maybe I have had my three fer. With JC alone, 2 colicks and an abscess, we should be done.
Things have to get better.
I will throw in a positive. I did get relist of a property I had last night and the dogs are doing great together!