|Old photo. Don't bother looking for the swelling.|
By the time we found one, I could see that his first swelling on his cheek was shrinking. I decided to just monitor his condition for a while. He wasn't having trouble breathing, but the antihistamine was making him cold, so he was shivering. A few hours later, everything cleared up. I believe he had a fire ant or a few fire ants crawling around on him biting him, and had an exaggerated reaction to the bites. My husband says that his fire ant bites hurt for months. I hurt for about three minutes after getting bit, and then there's no trace. Needless to say, we're dealing with the ants so this doesn't happen again.
I had a dream last night that I entered a marathon in which people were allowed to travel by other means than just on foot if they had health problems. Since my leg has been problematic, I was allowed to ride a horse in the marathon. I was behind schedule, so I quickly saddled up Rock and hopped on. It wasn't until the final stretch when Rock took off at a gallop and I tried to slow him down with the reins that I realized I had forgotten to put on his bridle and reins, so I held on to his mane and managed to stay on until he stopped after we crossed the finish line.
The organizers were meeting to discuss how to give out awards, because apparently they hadn't considered that some vehicles move faster than others and it was an unfair marathon. I mentioned to one judge that I forgot to put on my horse's bridle and am amazed that I completed the entire race route without incident. Next thing I knew, they were giving me a fifth place ribbon along with some other award for bravery. It was a fun dream. I don't remember my dreams very often.
After that dream, I couldn't resist going on a trail ride with Rock, only I made sure to remember his bridle and reins.
This is my favorite time of year to trail ride. It's just hot enough to slow everything down around us and makes us sweat, and the trees are done blossoming so the bees have moved on to other locations. Every time that I ride, I think about how fortunate I am to do so. I know someday I won't be able to ride whenever I want anymore, either because I'll be working for another employer for 60 to 80 hours a week, or because I'll no longer be physically capable of doing so, and I will look back on these days as being the best days of my life.