Miss Priss. She is my accident prone girl. She turns 2 this month and she has already had her fair share of injuries. You can see the scab on her back leg from where she laid it open down to the bone and severed her tendon. That took months and months to heal. Still healing cause she keeps bustin' it back open. She just can't keep from hurtin' herself. Her latest is fluid on her other back leg. Why, who knows!Sunday evening the husband and I worked on draining it. No big deal. But then it happened...blood! Yes, BLOOD! Maybe I should preface this with the wife and blood do NOT co-mingle in any form or fashion. The wife hates blood. Doesn't give blood cause it should remain in her body. Blood is her enemy, her cryptonite.
Okay, so I have a small issue with the juice of life. But I thought I had overcome a lot of my problems after all the doctorin' on Priss. I've even had co-workers refer to me as Doc cause all the bandaging up I've done on this horse. Well my issues rushed back Sunday.
The husband was draining the fluid as I held Priss. Then I saw it....drippin' onto the ground. And then the conversation went like this:
W: "Umm, husband, she's bleeding."
H: "Yeah, I must have hit her vein."
W: "Umm, how much more do you have to do?"
H: "Just a little more, why?"
W: "I'm not feelin' too well." Laying my head on Priss.
H: "Go sit down."
W: "No, I'm okay. Just a little light headed." Having a hard time picking up my head.
H: "Go sit down! I can't have you passin' out under the horse! And take the needle and syringe with ya. Here's the cap too." (Yeah, nothing like giving a pre-passout woman a needle to cap!)
I turned and walked toward the feed sacks with the syringe.
As I leaned up against them, I try to put the cap on the needle. I manage to do it without hurtin' myself. Then the husband brought me a wet paper towel. But all I could think about was laying down. So I decided to head towards the hay.....
All I remember about the walk to the hay was I don't remember being able to see anything clearly and my feet were very heavy. I was so glad when I hit the hay. Sweet hay, it feels so good to lay on you. I don't care that the dogs are attacking my head. I'm just trying to stay put on the twirling bale of hay. Then the husband yells to me, "Guess vet school is out of the question."
Hey, I would be a kick butt vet until something bled! Take that!
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Haha I am okay with anyones blood but my own. Then I faint. Its horribly embarassing huh?
i hear ya!!!!! i am ok until i really think about what i just saw......then the weak knees and the blury vision!!!!! t.r.o.u.b.l.e.
You and my friend Marie would get along great. She doesn't do blood or anyone tossin' cookies, not even her own kids. She just can't help it. You can't even TALK about blood in front of her.
If I couldn't do either one I wouldn't be too good at the doula work! You're bound to get both!
hey don't worry we all have our "kryptonite"
LOL! Glad you're ok! Blood doesn't bother me so much, it's the slim and guts that would make me not be able to be a vet. Plus after having a baby with issues I've found out I have issues too. I can't stand for my hands to be dirty. Yes I get them dirty, but I sometimes almost run to wash them when I'm done. The therapist is working with me too!
So how does this work for you when your husband has to tip the horns?
Nothing bothers me, but my daddy used to say only the cold-hearted don't have issues.
So I guess that makes you warm-hearted, doesn't it? ;-)
Hey, I know what you mean. I haven't passed out yet, but the queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach at the sight of blood is awful!
Ohhh I know I shouldn't be giggling bit this post made me laugh, only a little bit! I remember seeing a caesarean on a cow about a year ago, and the vet was awsome and said, "if anyone starts feeling light headed, sit down!" NAH I'M FINE!! And I was, until the stomach started popping out of the incision. "Err, I'm just gonna...rest my feet!!!" Haha!!!
I can handle the blood but I get a little light headed when I see stuff outside of the body that should be on the inside.
Who knew??? Great story and great pics to go along with it...
Interesting photos with your story, it really did give me the dizzy effect you were talking about!
I love that he gave you a syringe!! hee hee. "Here, woozy wife, take this needle and don't jab yourself!" hee hee.
Poor girl! Never fails, when you have horses or cows you are gonna get exposed to some pretty gross stuff! I have a puss story that would make you lay down in that hay and not move for a week!
Glad husband thought to give you a wet paper towel!
I have to say I am lucky, blood and guts don't usually bother me. If they did I would be in a LOT of trouble! I really wanted to be a vet back when, but I decided the cost and umpteen years of school just weren't worth it. I'm sorry you had such a rough time with it! Can't be easy to deal with!
Great story! Funny pics! Blood doesn't bother me too much. It is seeing body parts coming outside the body that make me ill.
Hope your horse gets better soon!
I do feel your pain. I had to have a ton of blood work before my last surgery. First time it took five tries, and the lab tech finally struck oil with a "butterfly". The next week, the nurse couldn't find a vein for love nor money. She had to get the doctor to come in. He found a vein on the back of my hand, and expected me to hold the tube and insert the tubing into it (mind you this man has been my doctor for over 20 years...he and his wife are our very dear friends), once he had the butterfly in position. YUCK I just about tossed my cookies. BUT - I'm even worse with other peoples blood!
I'm the same way. When I had my kitty Tails declawed I stuck my finger in the cage to quiet him down from meowing. When I pulled my finger out there was blood on it from where his nail was. I was driving so I pulled over to the side of the road. I have no clue how long I was passed out but a truck driver stopped to see if I was okay. He woke me up by knocking on my window. So yes I have a weak stomach when it comes to blood.
You sound just like me! I wanted to be a vet and took animal science at the A&M but I could not stand the sight of blood! I pass out at the sight of needles and blood is just the icing on the cake. I did not want to ever get married because in Oklahoma you had to do a blood test. Well when I did decide to marry and had to do the blood test.......I reacted just like you did here! Oh we are so tough aren't we!
Blood and guts and all things smelly don't bother me either but those blurry pictures did:)
That George is such a little smart ass!!
Good job on the blurring effect on those photos. Perfect addition to the great story. You are a great storyteller if no one's ever told you that before!
I can handle the blood, if there are guts involved....uhm....i am not too sure I could handle that. I used to assist with pulling teeth, that was always fun.
Oh goondess girl! Glad you didn't pass out! If you all get in a bind I'll hop on down and help out! Blood doesn't bother me at all! Miss Priss~goodness girl, she is young to have so many accidents! Poor girl!
Love the calf walking!
Self portraits~WOW! Girl they are great!
Hee! I love the blurry "woozy" pictures that accompany this post!
I had a childhood friend that would faint at the sight of blood.
It doesn't bother me TOO much, at least on others. If I see my own....like on a simple knife finger cut, I freak out! I've never witnessed large amounts of blood on a person or animal, so I have no idea how I'd react.
I hope your mare is better soon!
AwwH..don't let a little BLOOD scare ya! Wife. Wait 'till you have to pull a calf! LOL!!
Blood is OK - but show me a needle, and I'm near passing out too!
Love the swirling pics!
Funny, the post, not that you were dizzy or the horse is hurt :)
I hate being dizzy because it make me sick also
The only thing I have no stomach for is draining an abscess...and watchin my Sis give herself insulin shots!! Not much else phases me...glad you made it to the hay ok..
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