Yesterday I finally had the vet out to check on Miles. At first I was content to wait and see if rest helped, but when some heat and fill showed up in his left front leg, I panicked and made an immediate appointment. I don’t like to mess around with potential soft tissue injuries and while he wasn’t really hot or really swollen, I was still pretty concerned. I’m sure as fellow equestrians you can commiserate with the process of waiting for the vet, which usually goes something like this for me:
48 Hours Prior: I’m taking deep breaths and picturing my happy place
24 Hours Prior: I lose all sense of logic and totally panic; MY HORSE’S LEG IS GOING TO FALL OFF
30 Minutes Prior: Is my horse still lame? Wait, he’s sound?! WTF!! Oh… just kidding, there’s the limp.
During the Exam: Oh, I’m totally chill and relaxed. I wasn’t worried sick all week, imagining the worst case scenario…
After the Exam: Oh my gosh, that was so stressful. I need a massage ASAP
So after panicking that my horse was going to need his leg amputated [which is only a slight exaggeration] and going through the gamut of emotions the verdict is: a hot nail. The vet hoof tested Miles’ left front and he was ouchy directly over one nail. So Dr. Awesome pulled the nail, cleaned the hole with betadine and packed his foot with Magna Poultice. The plan is to put Miles on bute for three days, pack his foot for five days and then see how he’s doing. The vet also palpated his tendon and ligaments all up and down his left front, but didn’t get a single reaction from Miles — so there’s no issue there, thank goodness!
Moral of the story? Whenever my horse is lame, ignore my ramblings because I’m the Queen of Overreacting. Oops.