Going Out With A Bang!

Fortunately,or maybe magically, things have been "medically" quiet this year. The vet. hasn't had to come to the farm since July. My horses must have been aware of the boredom in their lives, and decided to start causing trouble. Last Thursday, my daughter alerted me to the fact that there seemed to be blood in one of the stalls. I hobbled out to the barn, and yes, there was blood in C'est Bon's stall. My surgeon has told me not to walk on uneven ground,run or jump, but off I went to the back paddock where Fancy and C'est Bon were spending the day. I saw some blood on the inside of CB's back leg, but there wasn't any visable injury to her leg. I moved her tail aside and saw blood and a cut near her labia. She would not allow me to inspect the wound, so I asked my daughter and son-in-law to bring her in the barn, wash off the wound, and advise me if the vet should be called. Ten minutes later I was informed that "Yes, there was a tear, about 5 inches long and it definately needs stitches. As it turns-out, the tear required 7 stitches, and was about 2 inches deep. OUCH!!!
The second event did not require a vet, but still got my heart racing.
I'm lying in bed, all snug and warm, when there is a frantic knock on the front door. By the time I got to the top of the stairs, the door opened and someone yelled "There is a dead horse in your paddock". As I descend the stairs, I am saying "It can't be, they just went out 15 minutes ago". As I run across the driveway, I am thinking "heart attack". I see Eva and Trick munching on hay, so know it must be DB or Mudslide. Please be DB (she never recovered completely from her knee surgery and is 20 yrs old). Alas, I see 8 yr.old Mudslide laying on the ground next to a large boulder. As I get through the gate, Mudslide moves her head, so I know she is not dead, but now I see that she has cast herself against the boulder. Before I could get a rope to roll her off the boulder, she manages to get herself over and onto her feet. I let-out a sigh of relief, and relize that I am standing outside in the snow,have frozen barefeet, and am wearing my pajamas. My surgeon is going to kill me if she finds out what I have been doing. Isn't it amazing the things we will do for our horses!