Two weeks ago today I got bucked off Paj in our brand new dressage arena. Today we went back to the doctor for a checkup on my broken clavicle. It's not the best news. The break is nasty, and it's in a bad location. Bummer. The good news is that the orthopedic surgeon wants to give me a chance to "prove that it won't heal" before we do surgery. That's good with me, because I really don't want to have surgery. But the next checkup is in a month, and a month is a long time to be in limbo.
Meanwhile, poor David is stuck doing chores solo. I am so grateful to him, and to our friends and neighbors. John (Jan's husband) covered the barn today, and neighbor Chuck covered Tuesday when David was scheduled to go to The Big City for a meeting. I'm very touched by Elisa's kindness too. Elisa is Chuck's wife, and she's not horsey (gasp!). She's also a very pretty girly-girl. So to have her offer to feed and clean just made me feel warm and fuzzy. Aren't we lucky to have such wonderful friends and neighbors?