You Can't Lift That

The summer appears to be over. I wish I could go back in time. The back issues that I have "enjoyed" have sneaked its way into the fall. If we remember, I purchased three more yaks this past spring, which may not have been such a good idea.

We have enough pasture to sustain the yaks until the weather turns bad and covers the pasture with snow. In the past, that hasn't been a big deal. We just throw hay or dried corn on top of the snow or in feeders and the yaks are happy.

Usually, in late summer I procure enough hay to last the winter. That didn't happen this past summer. It sounds like the end of the world but actually, it's not. I can find hay. I can even get/bring it to our ranch. None of that sounds like a problem. The problem is my doctor and my wife. Most of you won't know my doctor but some of you know my wife and how she gets.

Last Tuesday, I had a post-operative check-up at the doctor's office. I had my stitches removed. X-rays were taken. New rules were given. Speaking of X-rays, I was shown the new screws, metal, wire, and a cadaver bone that was inserted into my spine. I was not told where the medical staff obtained the piece of bone. There is a good chance that I could now be bi-partisan. Who knew?

The doctor informed me, that I cannot bend, twist, or lift. By lifting the rule is no more than a gallon of milk. Somehow Elaine found out this rule and passed it along to others.

So, let's get back to feeding the yaks. Hay weighs more than a gallon of milk. Small bales of hay, depending on the source can weigh anywhere from forty to eighty pounds. Large rectangular bales weigh more than six hundred pounds. My family (Elaine) has informed me that feeding the yaks will require bending, twisting, and lifting. I'm pretty much useless.

For how long? The doctor said we could talk in January. The bad news is that Elaine will need to do most of the feeding. The good news is, I can walk. Boy Twin is as close as the phone. January will come.

My only worry at this point is, where did the cadaver bone come from and will make me lean left? Hey, it could happen!

I"ll get hay this week. I will even push it off the truck with the tractor, I will try to get on the tractor without twisting (Rule 3)

God Bless, Love ya, I can lift yarn, but not more than eight pound

Our crazy lives!

Monner