I Brand You, You Brand Me!
Saturday I took Grandpa Anderson out to the farm to load a cow to take to the vet. I thought it would be good for him to get out and do a little "ranching" too!
Well the cow was already in the corral, so I ran her up the chute to load in the trailer, and here is where it all went south. Dad was supposed to push a pole in behind her so she could't back out, he could'nt get there in time so I moved closer to "encourage" her to keep going. She caught me with a good kick in the stomach and ribs before I got her stopped and finallly into the trailer. Then I had to sit down and breathe, she knocked the breath out of me plus threw me back a ways. Dad heard it but didn't see it and asked, "are you alright" of course being tough I said "yes" when I really thought was "this d----- cow has kicked me into next week!
Anyway this evening was the adult session of Stake Conference and I was to speak with the rest of the Presidency. But, Noooooo! By six I felt a need to go to the emergency room and get a soft tissue check, possible liver or spleen damage...whatever is on the right side of your body! I told the doc I needed to be out by seven to give a speech! He of course rolled his eyes and said it isn't going to happen.
What's cool about going to hospital here is they know me, so check in is "Hi Pres. whats wrong?"
Nurse comes in "Hello Pres. what happened to you?" The Doctor comes in, "Hey Pre. are you visiting someone here" Well you get the idea. But it can be embarassing too! Like just as you are drifting out of reality for you Colonoscopy and you hear the nurse say "Hi Pres. well I can tell everyone I've seen parts of you no one else has" Geez, what a way to pass out!
Current problems are ok though. I'm as sore as heck, even where the ribs attach to my spine felt like they got popped off. But I'm feeling better now...Monday... though sleep isnt' anything to write home about.
I guess turnabout is fair play...I branded her, she branded me. By the way we will be having a lot of steaks this week.
Mom wanted to take a picture of the hoof imprint on my stomach, but I thought I would spare you all the view of a hairy somach with a purple cow hoof imprint tatoo.