The last half of this week have been stressful....
Hubby got his 2nd Covid shot on Thursday in his right shoulder. I got mine on Friday In my left shoulder. He didn’t react to the shot. But my shoulder swelled up.
We have been helping a neighbor who is recovering from shoulder surgery by feeding his cows and putting out hay for them. One of his cows birthed her calf this morning in 8 degree weather. She was not cooperative as we moved her to the barn with her calf but she settled down when she got some alfalfa.
The hubby slipped on the ice Friday stepping off the back porch. He landed on the shoulder where he got his shot...swelled up like a toad! He is better today.
We have spent the past several mornings prepping our pastures for the winter storm tomorrow by putting out extra hay. Our hay is net wrapped and with the past two days of freezing mist and snow flurries, removing the nets was a pain in the bumm. This morning hubby is in the tractor lifting and lowering the hay bales as I’m cutting the nets and pulling the nets from the bales of hay. Frozen cow piles are like big rocks. I stumbled over one, lost my balance and went down hard on my right shoulder. Now the swelling in both my shoulders looks the same. Tylenol and ice are my old friends.