Monday was my birthday, my 30th birthday *sigh*. But, as most everyone knows, birthdays on a farm, even one as small as mine are just another day – there’s stuff to be done! So! Vince went to pick the 2 older boys up from a sleepover party and I went to work moving some fence to keep the horses out of the belly deep mud. I was using the steel T-post pounder which in general is a safe thing to do, loud but not dangerous. Unless your name is Alysha. I was pounding in the second post, it wasn’t going in despite my pounding and yes, I was getting frustrated – I looked up and away when I heard a car coming around the corner and wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing. I slammed the pounder onto the post but it was at an angle so it caught the top of the post and the pounder came backwards…..right onto the top of my head.
I dropped the pounder, hit my knees with a string of not so nice things coming from my mouth at the top of my lungs, bawling my eyes out as the blood poured down my face. I couldn’t see straight, I thought I heard the blood rushing in my ears but that turned out to be Lucy wuffling in my ear. Anyway, the car I’d looked up and seen thank heavens was Vince and the kids coming home, Vince came in behind me and Ethan jumped the stock fence and came to the front. I asked Ethan to go get me paper towels quickly and Vince not realizing that I’d asked Ethan tried to get James to go get papertowels….James though was too engrossed in his video game to even realize anything was amiss!! Ken just kept trying to hold my hand. Vince helped me to my feet, and I left the pasture to sit for a minute and try to gather my wits. I got myself in the house to try to clean up my face some, I had blood in my eye – Vince pounded in the posts for me and then came in to help me clean up and inspect the cut.
Turns out the cut was VERY small but my lord it bled. It bled more than the back of my head did when I fell of Doc and THAT cut needed 10 staples for heaven sake!! We finally got the bleeding stopped, and I’m feeling better but I’m dealing with the dizziness, headaches and nausea that’s typical for concussion type injuries. From what I’ve read, due to my prior concussion, it could very well take me longer to heal this time around so even though the injury was less severe the effects could hang around longer. :( I never do things half way!!
Now for the karma part of the story. Last fall, I asked Vince to put in a post for me where the fence was sagging. He was driving the post into the frozen ground and went to give it some extra oomph and somehow he did the SAME THING I did…..only, at first I hadn’t realized what he’d done and I LAUGHED AT HIM!!! SO! Later, after I’d stopped sobbing and the bleeding had stopped – I leaned on him and said “it really really hurts”…..his response? “It’s not so funny when it happens to you huh?”
OH! I almost forgot the best part. As I was sitting on the bed crying and holding a wad of papertowels on my head, he sent the boys to the jeep for their “stuff” – I had to close my eyes and opened them to a dozen roses, my hunting/fishing license (I’d asked for that for my birthday) and a nice book on raising beef cattle. Happy Birthday :)
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