November 26, 2007

• New Life

  When we sold all the rest of our animals after the fire and it was determined that we were going to be unable to rebuild, my husband, (the man with the marshmallow center) kept the six calves that were born since the fire and a nurse cow because of the tears shed by our daughter.  (the man can hardly tell her no)  Last Friday the nurse cow had a calf.  Mary-Kate was overjoyed and I was a little perplexed.  Without a milking system just who is going to milk this animal by hand?  The calf can only drink so much.  During the weekend Mary-Kate and her father were milking her but this morning Matthew had to milk her.  Something has to be done.  This takes too long and no one will let me do it because of my bad back.  Oh well, what do I know.  They are enjoying the calf right now and who am I to take that pleasure away from them. 

  This morning Matthew and I loaded three 8 week-old piglets onto the truck to be sold.  If I hadn’t been helping I would have had the camera out taking pictures of that funny sight.  Those piglets ran from us as fast as they could.  Even the lure of food couldn’t persuade them that we were a good thing.  We finally go three of them caught and into feed sacks.  Then it was up the auction house.  We had to move fast up there because they had wiggled and jiggled during the ride and were almost out of the bags.  We got them tagged and into the pens before they ran away.  I never like to sell my piggies but I know it’s a necessary evil.  These three were a lively bunch.  We’ll see what they bring and then decide if I take another bunch up next week. 

  Thank you to all of you who knew about my MRI and were praying for me.  The results came back on Friday and this morning the dr called with his orders.  The disc is bulging but not herniated.  He wants rest for the next few weeks.  I don’t know how that’s going to be accomplished but we will try.  Thankfully there is to be no surgery.  That was my biggest dread.  I have had enough surgeries in my life and was not looking forward to another.  So my family will have to take on more of my work until the pain and swelling go away and I can get around better.  They have been so good so far, I hate to ask for more.  I guess lifting and loading piglets wasn’t a good idea.  That’s part of my problem, I just keep on going and going no matter what because I see it as my job and then I end up suffering and making others suffer because I make things worse afterward.  Better to be smart in the beginning (maybe set a good example for a change).

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