This just breaks my heart-not the fact that he's getting better, of course, but the fact that he was injured at all. It was the first race he ever lost and he'll never race again; he might not even survive. At least they didn't just shoot him on the racetrack, and at least they're trying to save him. But if I find out that he's died or that they euthanized him, I think I might cry.
And I really don't cry over much of anything. I'm not exactly sure why this is getting to me the way it is, but maybe it's easier to cry for fictional characters and animals than for myself or people I know. Or knew.
I can't think of anything else to say. I just hope that he turns out okay.