The day had gotten off to a good start. Well, now that I say that it really hadn’t. We had met with our tax accountant and found out unless we charge something between now and the first of the year we will be owning a whole lot more in income tax.
After that we were having more hay delivered. Between the drought and flood and drought we were going to need additional feed for the winter. I decided to ride Otoelene to relax and check on the progress of the two new billies we had turned out that morning.
Everything was good except for the breezy weather.
Luckily, I had my phone but no signal . I decided once I had caught my breath, to try the SOS function. Joe was at the house and probably would not miss me for at least another hour. I was laying on my right side trying to type with my left hand. It was very difficult. The voice function did not work but the message was that I could track the satellite across the sky and send a text. I was finally able to send it and help did arrive.
Two ambulance rides later,
I am in the hospital in Roanoke awaiting back surgery tomorrow for a burst fracture of L1. In order to try to avoid becoming paralyzed I have to lay flat on my back and try not to move. With the help of a lot of pain medicine I am managing so far. I have been told that if there are no complications I should get back to the condition that I was in, just with a less bendable back.
Life can change in an instant. Not necessarily the change I was hoping for in order to pay less income tax.
2 comments:
This had an ominous title but not nearly ominous enough to prepare one for the ending. How are you able to post this from the hospital? Amazing resiliency to call for your own ambulance. I pray your doctors are in top form and all goes well with your surgery.
Oh no! That photo of you shows your pain. I am so glad you had your phone on you within reach and that you were able to reach help. This is one of my worst nightmares as I am now old and brittle. Sending up prayers for healing and that the Good Lord will guide the surgeon's hands.
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