Anyone who knows what it's like at this level understands the madness of a mom during Indoors. Sure, we are all smiling and being polite to each other but inside.... the words "I hope my child beats your child" are on repeat. Honestly. On repeat. I'm not going to lie. I've been doing this Equitation thing since 2003. I could write a book... or a blog.
As I'm currently sitting at my kitchen table, leaving for Kentucky tomorrow, not even packed, with a sick girl upstairs, who has been running a 101+ fever since yesterday. We have a new friend called the EV D-68, this wonderful virus that is hitting so many and has decided it likes Lizzie. It actually decided to become friends with her over a week ago. I guess it was a bit jealous that she wasn't paying quite enough attention to it so it decided to add a bonus of fever and oh, let's throw in some coughing up of the lungs while we are at it!
We've made not one, but two visits to the doctor. This last one went like this: Dr: "ok so my initial reaction is to wait 24 hours but is there a competition coming up" Me: "yep, we leave on Wednesday" Dr: "ok then, we are starting you on antibiotics just in case"
As if the doctor visit wasn't enough, I've added my own ingredients to the mix with some help from friends who've done these different things that have worked. So I'm of the theory that if one would work, what the hell, let's go for them all! So I'm hitting Lizzie from all angles and by golly, excluding the wine, which is for me.... she will be on her horses and competing on Thursday!
So here's what we've got:
Ok, I have to be honest, while Lizzie was home running a fever, I had to get my hair done.... a mom has to present herself well and trust me, no one wants to see my gray hair poking out at the roots. And let's be honest, it's not how well Lizzie does at Regionals, it's how well the mom's look..... ok I'm kidding. Sort of :)
Dr: "So when is the next competition? Alrighty, antibiotics for you then"
Stopped by Whole Foods to get Lizzie some Chicken Noodle Soup. Walked out with an Essential Oil diffuser. Yep, I could've bought it on Amazon for a fraction of the cost but guess what? We don't have that kind of time. Desperate measures call for desperate purchases... and quite honestly, I feel like a million bucks walking into her room with this magic pot of gold going!!! And yes, I'll be bringing it to Kentucky... my ammunition... :)
Ok so this is for me. Currently having a moment of "You cannot be sick for Regionals!!!!!!!!!!" So this is my medication. Don't judge....
My current mix of "We are throwing the shit at you and you will feel better by Thursday!!" Compliments of Joy....
So here we are. It's 8pm at night and I should probably go pack but my "medication" is kicking in so maybe I'll wait until tomorrow morning!
But in all seriousness, this is the time of the year that these riders have worked hard for. While they are out there riding for their place, we the parents will be in the stands cheering them on. Trying not to puke and squeezing the hand of whichever friend is sitting next to us. Our hearts will be pounding and we will be jumping every jump with them.
Best of luck to every rider, but I'd be lying if I didn't say that I'd like all the luck to go to Lizzie! Sorry, it's a mom thing!
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