Sometimes you just don't know what's around the corner. One second a life is sailing along in fine fashion, next second a life can be thrown into utter turmoil. Up until about three weeks ago, Kristy used to be a jockey. In a sport where women are rarely given the same opportunities as men, Kristy toiled away and carved herself a career around the bush. She wasn't going to ever be a world beater, but she was a hard worker. A couple of weeks before, she'd managed to snare four winners on a program. Things were looking decidedly rosy. Then came that fateful evening at a Toowoomba on December 31. In the first race on the card, Kristy was aboard a horse called August Bishop in a 1200m event. as the field thundered past the furlong, Kristy's mount clipped the heels of another runner, and crashed to the track.
The ambos were on the scene in a flash. But things didn't look good. They would later say that they knew there and then that the young lady has smashed her spine. Although conscious throughout the whole affair, she felt nothing below the waist. After being rushed to the local hospital where she was stabilised, Kristy then made a late night flight to a Brisbane hospital where at a later date, she underwent surgury to insert a metal rod in her back. Kristy will never walk again, but she remains as up beat as she can possibly can be, under the circumstances.
I'm useless at this computer game. It's times like these that I wish I knew more, for there is a picture of Kristy in her chair, at the Princess Alexandra Hospital, where she sports a grin the size of a split watermelon. The glint in her eyes is amazing. Incidents like these make us re-evaluate our lives. Be thankful for what we have. Onya Kristy.
The ambos were on the scene in a flash. But things didn't look good. They would later say that they knew there and then that the young lady has smashed her spine. Although conscious throughout the whole affair, she felt nothing below the waist. After being rushed to the local hospital where she was stabilised, Kristy then made a late night flight to a Brisbane hospital where at a later date, she underwent surgury to insert a metal rod in her back. Kristy will never walk again, but she remains as up beat as she can possibly can be, under the circumstances.
I'm useless at this computer game. It's times like these that I wish I knew more, for there is a picture of Kristy in her chair, at the Princess Alexandra Hospital, where she sports a grin the size of a split watermelon. The glint in her eyes is amazing. Incidents like these make us re-evaluate our lives. Be thankful for what we have. Onya Kristy.
