Sunday, March 31, 2013


  Been a little wild lately and I haven't been on the web much, probably be a while longer, one finger typing. Thursday, 3-28-2013, I was cleaning the yard and then changed lawn mowers to mow, first time this year. I was going to take a swipe out on the way up the driveway and noticed it didn't cut. I stopped the mower, disengaged the blades but left it engine running wide open and got off it. I thought maybe something was stuck so I grabbed the belt and was going to manually turn the spindle on the driver's side. I'm not sure exactly what happened at that point. Either the pressure on the belt built or whatever was sticking the spindle came loose, either way it engaged. It was like lightening, sucked my right hand through the sprocket and out the other side, tossing me to the ground. I felt the pain like a burning pain and saw blood everywhere, so I grabbed my hand. Funny what goes through one's mind at that point. I was afraid to look down, thought my fingers were gone and finally decided I needed to look. I couldn't tell from my hands, too much blood, so I looked on the ground for fingers. Finally I saw the tips still attached, but couldn't tell how well.

  I walked back down the driveway, into the house, ran water over my hand and saw my fingers were still there, then I got a paper towel and wet it and applied pressure. I walked out back and asked Megan to drive it home. She saw and almost threw up. Got in the truck and drove to Dr Schindler's office. He told me he had no suture material yet and asked what I had done and was very excited. I think it freaked him out a bit. I started to leave and he said get back here and took me to the back. He began cleaning it and put a pressure bandage on it, then told me to get to the hospital. He  said it didn't look like I had gotten tendons but he couldn't be sure. He had slowed the bleeding down quit a lot with his bandage. Many thanks for that, plus he calmed me down.

  The bleeding was down a lot so I called Denise to tell her, tried to down play it a bit... didn't work. She said she'd come get me and I told her no, then she said she would meet me at the hospital. I had to check on Megan first, so I drove back home to make sure she was ok and tried to calm her down. She almost puked again, lol. I knew she was safe though. I think I fell behind every idiot from here to the hospital that was turtle racing, lol. I started to loose focus so I called Misty and asked if we could talk and keep me alert. I told her what I'd done and was doing, she freaked but remained calm, which kept me calm. I met Denise at Lakeway Hospital and we walked in together. Somehow lawn mower and hand just never are good in the same sentence. :)

  Their ER was fast and we got a Puerton Rican doctor, his name started with an F, he was good. The whole staff was good. They started working on me about 2:30 and we finally got out about 7:30. No bones showed fractures or breaking in the X-Rays. They started an IV of antibiotics and later on gave me something for pain. That stuff did most of the trick, almost knocked me out, which was welcomed, lol.  It was/is between mashed and sliced my fingers, oddly enough missing the middle finger and thumb. We went back yesterday for a check-up and they took the splints off and cleaned and put new bandages on. The little finger seems to be getting infected, so they are doing a culture on that one. The antibiotics they are giving me has caused a bad yeast infection so they gave me something to combat the yeast.

Today is the first day we dressed it ourselves and cleaned it and got a really good look at it. The index finger is the best and has 3 stitches, but cut almost all the way around at the end joint. The ring finger was the worst one that night, getting 4 stitches, split down the middle from the second joint. The Pinky is the worse one now, almost cut off at the end joint. The way the meat they left on is it could have been mashed out, or a combination of the two,not sure which, it got 3 stitches. It's back bleeding again tonight. So far I've kept the fingers, so far so good. I probably won't be on long and seldom until they get better some. I'm definitely considering a tattoo that says Stupid, lol.

  I go back and get checked in 2 weeks, unless something comes up. They will then consider taking the stitches out. I am thankful for God allowing me to keep my fingers and directing me to excellent doctors and hospital. My fingers are still too swollen to bend, plus I'm almost afraid to bend them as much as they are held on by. Mark fed the cows for us, so I'm good for a few days. Megan is feeding the chickens and plans to do the garden are delayed. Happy Easter. There are miracles that still happen.


Monday, March 18, 2013

Happy 24th Anniversary

Happy 24th Anniversary to Denise.

  We've been married 24 years today after a long courtship of a whole 3 months. We married the 3rd month. I got a good one and I guess she decided I was too big to throw back. :) Between age and chemo I have lost some memory, God knows I'd walk in circles and forget a lot of things these days. The one thing though I haven't forgot is why I love you. Few people would have stayed the course through all of this. Life I know has bumps in the road but I guess you must feel sometimes like we're 4 wheeling, yet you never complained. Well, except for my not being a good patient, I'm not real good at following the rules, lol. I figure life has limits and we can't know what they are until we hit them.

  I still remember praying that God would help me find a mate. Funny the turn of events that would unfold. If Edna hadn't had surgery I would have working her route and I wouldn't have learned her route if I hadn't had about 3 months over going different places everyday. If I hadn't have had that COD for the cop (Turkey) you were training with I wouldn't have given him a note to give you. I remember seeing you pass by the first time and again and again. I knew that if you weren't taken I would have to meet you. I think I loved you then. Until then I didn't believe in love at first sight, lust maybe, but not love, but I didn't see you even out of the car, so it wasn't lust. I still remember our first date, right down to jumping the end of the road and ending up in someone's yard. Man that was embarrassing. I wanted so hard to impress you because I was so impressed with you. You had honesty and intelligence... the beauty didn't hurt either, lol.

  Over the years you have seen me at my best and at my worst, physically, mentally, and spiritually... yet you stayed. To this day it amazes me that someone like you could want to be with someone like me. I know you thought I had forgotten to put this up, and it is late, but I waited. You see, all of the memories I have lost and sometimes I get a bit cloudy mentally (I'm shooting for chemo brain here), but I have never forgotten when I first saw you. I have forgotten much, but never why I love you, our first date, the day we got married. A lot of things have changed, my hair, beard, waistline, and strength, but the one thing that hasn't is my love for you. My admiration of you. You amaze me. I thank God for you every night and each night I pray that should I not awake, He will provide for you. I love you.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Happy Birthday Baby

Happy 7th Birthday Baby

(Alexandra Henry) 

Wednesday, March 6, 2013


  Today we played catch up. The snow came and they asked everyone to be late for their appointment with the doctor at UT Eye Surgeons. They still have no idea whats going on and want an MRI, plus see 2 more specialists, which he is suppose to be one.  I opted out for now. I want to see if the vision gets better on it's own. The worse it gets the better I look when I look in the mirror. Hey you can't beat that, lol.

  We buried Harley Duke, our male Great Pyrenees. He lived longer than any other one we've had. Harley was like a part of the family. Now only Puppy is left and she is lonely. Megan has found another male that we will go see Saturday. He won't take Harley's place but he will have a place of his own. Harley was Puppy's dad. Megan dug the grave and buried him where our other pets are.

  Mom is doing ok, still a ways to go but home so that is half the battle. Today I had to get some things done here but Annie was off school and was with her, plus I called a lot. Tonight we got a Kitchen Island assembled, looks great. Its not big but it will do and fits our Kitchen well. Now I have a place to bake and keep my stuff. I think my throat has enough yeast to bake a cake, lol. The NHL has kicked in high gear and I'm ate up. I may do some treatments later on, I just hate to fire it up. I smell spring coming, if we get past mud season it will be time to do Cabbage & Onions.   

Monday, March 4, 2013

03-04-2013 Results

 This has been a good day. Mom came home from the hospital, still sore but cancer free. She has done excellent healing after a few tweaks was done.

  The same day I found Hay. It depends on the weather but tomorrow I intend on buying 4-6 rolls, depending on how many will fit... plus the weather. 

  Add to that my blood work came back today... still within normal range on the Thyroid Function.

  God is good, it has been a good day today.