A subject near and dear to the hearts of many people who handle and work with horses - fear. Take a read of Mark's blog post today on the subject.
Red's surgery was supposed to start around 9:30 this morning, but the surgeon was delayed and things didn't get underway until around 11:00. I hung around throughout - had my laptop and a book and talked to the office staff. At around 1:30, one of the techs came out with a message - the surgery went very well, and Red was in the recovery room and had stood up. He stayed in the recovery room for about an hour and then went back to his stall. I got to visit him there briefly - he was still a bit wobbly so I couldn't go in his stall, but he was eating a bit of wet hay - the first thing he'd had to eat since midnight last night - and although he raised his head to say hello he went right back to eating. It was good to see him alive and well - his hind leg was tightly wrapped from hock to foot, and he was standing comfortably on it.
And I got a souvenir - they gave me the piece of his splint bone that had been removed - it was about 10 cm or 3+ inches as the surgeon had expected:
And here's the fractured tip:
I'm sure glad we took that x-ray 10 days ago. I'm now discussing with the vets what sort of sedation he'll need to tolerate stall rest and with the barn manager where in the barn he will go for the two weeks he can't leave his stall.
More clinic posts in the works . . .