Okay, Will had his heart attack (and recovered), his cow dies, and our water line to the house froze. Then somebody bought up the 80 acres between our big Pines Forty and the road. Okay. We’ll deal with all that. Then, on Thursday night, I was going out to shut the chickens in. The evening was mild, in the low thirties. When my feet hit the ramp leading down from our entryway, my feet shot out from under me and BANG! I went flat on my back on the icy ramp. (Hey, I didn’t think it was icy…) Only my right knee folded back to the side instead of going straight down like the other leg did. My did that hurt! I yelled for Will, and he came out and helped me up. All the while I was worrying because he wasn’t supposed to lift over eight pounds after his stent surgery. And, yes, I weigh more than that! I got in and made it through the night. But in the morning, it was swollen badly and still hurt like crazy. So, into the ER we headed. I got x-rays, a brace, and crutches and am scheduled for an MRI tomorrow afternoon to see if I tore something. Hopefully, it’s just a bad sprain and I’ll recover soon. This is so very inconvenient! I took pain meds for the first day and stopped them after that. I do not like them! Pray for a good outcome. I have a bazillion tomato seeds to plant this week.
David and Elizabeth came over to work on the house, and she brought a lasagna she’d baked for us. How very thoughtful! I’m not up to cooking yet. And Will hates to cook or do domestic stuff. Now I won’t starve. Our friends, Mike and Dara, have been coming to help out too, which is also much appreciated. Good friends are true treasures! — Jackie