Friday evening about five o clock.
Gorgeous, cool, crisp, early-ing dusk,
Moving fast to make it on time,
daughter’s first middle school play,
rolled two steps into one,
usually put hay in the field,
then put cow and horse out,
instead
let cow loose, horse loose,
carrying hay, good green hay,
the always hungry critters began to pull out tufts
from my arms, I put my long legs into motion,
running ahead of them, moving fast,
didn’t see what I slipped on, but I slipped and fell,
hard,
heard a pop, felt a pop,
to make a long story short,
I broke my fibula on a cow flap,
I crawled out of the way of hooves,
my eight year old son ran to get help,
nice clean break,
breaking a whole lot of things
can’t drive,
can’t run,
can’t
can’t
can’t
can
not
put weight it on
for weeks
damn
OMG you poor dear. If you need a driver, I’m your gal. If you need errands done, call on me. I am here to help. Mim
Thank you Mim – I will be in touch for sure!
doh! That’s awful, I’m sorry to hear that. I’ll be praying for a quick recovery.
Thank you – fortunately it is not a complicated break, inconvenient for sure, but not too too bad.