Of lumbago and horses

Half my household are having some issues today.

This is when he stands straight.

Last night hubs declared that he couldn't get off the couch. He then proceeded to miserably roll over and crash onto the floor. Once I picked myself up from laughing hysterically, a chair was produced and he set out to make his way from the couch to the bedroom, a considerable 10 meter distance, shuffling along with the chair step by step. Unfortunately a pee stop had to be scheduled in halfway and the floor of the bathroom is about two centimeters lower than the rest of the house. This provided us with a rather interesting logistical challenge, but I am proud to report that hubby finally made it to bed a mere 25 minutes after setting off from the couch. This morning he looked similary miserable, so we asked the physiotherapist to come and fix him up a bit. She reckoned that he will live which he contested loudly, but then agreed to stick a Tiger patch on his back and to suck it up.

In the afternoon Zina went for her special lunge riding lesson. She was doing alright except for being totally distracted by the birds and the shadows and the pony in the field and her own boots and what else... which resulted in her taking the "front exit" after a cantering session. There was a bit of howling and complaining, but she got back on, pulled herself together and started focusing on the horse and herself. David did the great job telling her to sit up and to look forward, resulting in a lovely rising trot and some proper canter.

... and after all these miseries, everyone was allowed a treat from Luxury: some ice cream for Zee and cookies for hubs. Now one is sleeping tight and the other one is lounging on the couch. I am not far behind the Zee, so hubs is on his own to make his way to bed tonight... I might need to come and pick him up from the sofa at 2am...