The Native Iowan

Some pictures first…

The last picture is me and Lady Godzilla keeping my sore, damaged, sad leg up…

Today is a Thursday. On Tuesday I got my left leg stuck between a couple machines while working. In all reality I got lucky. I did think the leg was broken, but it’s only beaten and battered and sore as can be.

I was mowing and got stuck in the mud. Using another machine to drag the mower out of the mud the accident occurred. I admit that I got lucky, it could be worse. Getting between two big machines is never wise. I guess I needed a reminder.

It’s been ages since I have required an emergency medical trip. In my years here in Aus I have never been to the Emergency in any hospital. I must say things work well. I know more now about how this emergency medical stuff happens. They make it easy… all you have to do is wait, be patient, relax and wait and wait and wait.

Luckily I am good at waiting.

Today, the sky is blue, the air is crisp, the wind is brisk, chilly, cutting. Great day for getting things done outside…

And I sit with my leg up.

Moving is painful. I’d like to be up and about and getting things done. Always will have a lot to do, the tasks large and small never end. The ground is drying up, but obviously not as dry as I need, noting I was stuck in the mud when my “incident” happened.

I blame my own stupidity for the accident… I had been mowing and slashing for a few hours and was running out of dry areas to mow, so I tried an area I know to be wet, and promptly got stuck. I was near to putting the machines away, going onto other maintenance jobs. But I guess a trip to the ER was better than getting work done. And I guess I needed a break, I needed a week of leg up healing… to start the month of August.

The gods do indeed have a profound sense of humour.

And the beat goes on…

more later