One of the things I have been trying to avoid since my diagnosis was falling off my horse. But no worries, I came off of him tonight. I normally have very good sticking abilities but he just caught me by surprise. We were walking around the field with Tarra and Mystic when Chevy tripped right out from under me! I felt one hoof catch and I looked down to see his head disappearing towards the ground. Of course I fell off right on my head! My neck is a bit sore and so is one arm, but overall I'm just fine. The good news is that I'm not any more fragile today than I was last week. At least I've gotten my first fall off of him out of the way. It never fails you fall off when you aren't really doing anything.
My appointment today was very informative. My cancer is grade 2 and is average in terms of aggressiveness. The doctor spent a lot of time explaining stuff to us and discussing many different options. We have a meeting with another surgeon and the oncologist tomorrow. Then we have to make a lot of life changing decisions. Something super crazy the doctor told us is that this probably started 8-10 years ago! If it was 10 years ago I would have been 14.