notjustair
Well-known Member
Sometimes the hardest things to do should be easy!
They took out my gallbladder and found a pretty large hernia at the same time. This was a week ago tomorrow. The gallbladder was a piece of cake. I didn't realize how bad I felt for so long. That hernia is a mean one, though. I'm suppose to only lift up to 15 pounds for several weeks. I should just stay in the house, because every time I leave it I end up in pickle. Staying still is the hardest thing I've ever done! Friday I drove some trucks to the elevator and was in the combine until 9:00. I regretted that. The last three hours or so I could feel the stitches pulling on that mesh with every bump. I stayed in bed Saturday and didn't mind that.
Yesterday I got my two high school hired boys to follow me around for the day because I just knew how it would go. I still ended up pulling a calf and doctoring mama and baby. It kills me to pay kids to take the twine off bales while I feed or dump buckets of grain out the back of the pickup, but it seemed to help because I don't feel like I've been run over today. It was only after I sent them home at dark that I remembered the grain truck sitting there with a bad battery. That's gonna weigh more than 15 pounds I bet.
I'm gonna get a load of fertilizer today but wait a day to spread it. That bouncing is going to wait.
It's not like I didn't plan ahead and wait until the cattle were moved and I (thought) harvest would be over. I bet I have half a day in the combine and it is a nice smooth field. Being limited on what I can do is still the hardest things for me. I'd rather make myself sick doing too much! I don't know how bench warmers do it sitting inside watching tv all day. I guess I should follow their lead since I probably caused the hernia with my antics after I had my appendix out.
They took out my gallbladder and found a pretty large hernia at the same time. This was a week ago tomorrow. The gallbladder was a piece of cake. I didn't realize how bad I felt for so long. That hernia is a mean one, though. I'm suppose to only lift up to 15 pounds for several weeks. I should just stay in the house, because every time I leave it I end up in pickle. Staying still is the hardest thing I've ever done! Friday I drove some trucks to the elevator and was in the combine until 9:00. I regretted that. The last three hours or so I could feel the stitches pulling on that mesh with every bump. I stayed in bed Saturday and didn't mind that.
Yesterday I got my two high school hired boys to follow me around for the day because I just knew how it would go. I still ended up pulling a calf and doctoring mama and baby. It kills me to pay kids to take the twine off bales while I feed or dump buckets of grain out the back of the pickup, but it seemed to help because I don't feel like I've been run over today. It was only after I sent them home at dark that I remembered the grain truck sitting there with a bad battery. That's gonna weigh more than 15 pounds I bet.
I'm gonna get a load of fertilizer today but wait a day to spread it. That bouncing is going to wait.
It's not like I didn't plan ahead and wait until the cattle were moved and I (thought) harvest would be over. I bet I have half a day in the combine and it is a nice smooth field. Being limited on what I can do is still the hardest things for me. I'd rather make myself sick doing too much! I don't know how bench warmers do it sitting inside watching tv all day. I guess I should follow their lead since I probably caused the hernia with my antics after I had my appendix out.