…He’s managed to hurt his right eye – in his stall. Ah, Ben – such a talented fellow he is.
I got a call earlier this evening from another boarder, alerting me to Ben’s swollen-shut eye. I got down to the barn and met the vet, Annemarie, a short time later. An earlier flow of exudate had dried on Ben’s face under the eye, which was definitely nasty-looking and puffed up about golf-ball-sized. Annemarie gave him a sedative and some Banamine for pain, and did her examination. Alas, it revealed a couple of small abrasions on the cornea, as well as a squeezed-tight-shut pupil.
So, now what? Ben got atropine (to open the pupil) and gentamicin ointment administered. He’s to have a week’s worth of eye treatments and be rechecked, as well as several days more of Banamine. He’s also got to have his injured eye totally sheltered from any light so long as the atropine keeps the pupil dilated, which could be till next Monday.
Fortunately I’d been able to dig out a fly mask at home to take to the barn. On Annemarie’s instructions I covered with duct tape the entire right side, inside and out, to block all light, and left the poor fellow in it so that the morning light through his window wouldn’t ravage his expanded pupil. Also called the barn manager and went over the prescribed treatment regimen.
So poor Ben will spend tomorrow in his stall, getting adjusted to having only one eye in play. On following days he’ll have an hour or two of early-morning turnout in a small shady paddock, by himself instead of with his usual herd (can’t have him playing his favorite pastime of halter tag right now). The barn manager and I will each be giving him eye treatments – I do hope the big goofball will allow me to get the ointment in there without needing a stepladder.
Oh, and of course, with a couple of utterly gorgeous days coming up, I can’t ride him. Well, the vet said I could if he was accepting of his condition but I’d rather not take the chance. Instead I’ll be hand-walking him in the indoor ring – such fun, eh?
Sigh…
[sings lugubriously]
You buy 16 hands, whaddaya get?
Another vet visit and deeper in debt…