I want to thank all of you who wrote such helpful suggestions and patted me on my blog with a comforting “there, there”. The swelling in my hand is slowly going down. The itching is still intense. I don’t know if it’s the prednisone or this homeopathic medicine I’m also taking called ledum palustre. I know that shortly after taking the ledum palustre for the first time around noon, I noticed that I wasn’t itching, my hand stopped throbbing and that I could sort of see my knuckles. I still am keeping a 3-M cold pack wrapped around my hand most of the time.
Despite my clumsy right paw, I was able to wash Silk today. She is a mess, still losing hair on her face, belly and along the base of her mane. Inside the back of her legs is really itchy too. I slather her with Vaseline and Swat, so she’s a greaseball. Then, she gets out in the pasture and rolls in the dirt, and I have to start all over again. I gave up on the organic fly spray and moved on to Tri-tech, which helped dramatically. I used to use it on her, but it gave me and Siete hives. I’m wondering if stopping the serious insecticide was what brought on all her misery to begin with. I’m giving her hydroxyzine twice a day, which definitely helps. I’m going talk to the vet tomorrow about what to do to stop this from getting any worse, since it’s definitely taken a new twist with all this sudden hair loss. I can’t even put on a fly mask and use the halter as little as possible because she gets bald spots from them.
As I soaped Silk’s belly, I thought Mother Nature must be teaching me a lesson about how horrible itching can be. There was a point this morning where I wanted to rip my skin off my hand. Realizing how my poor sweet horse has been suffering for the whole summer, I almost started crying. I can tell that she’s able to find relief after she’s been bathed and salved, but I feel so terrible when I watch her scratch her belly in the dirt.
It reminds me of something that poet Mark Nepo wrote: “Walk long enough and we all trade places…. We are always carried and surrounded by the Whole, while we take turns holding and being held, falling and getting up, listening and trying to say what matters.” Now that I have experienced what Silk has been going through, I have an even stronger determination to heal her.