Tomorrow starts September. My one year anniversary is coming up in 11 days. September 11th will be the anniversary of my broken hip.
My husband was loading round bales into the hay barn. I was acting as the spotter for the bales because Jerry can't see around the bales. The temperatures were in the upper 80s with high humidity. After stacking the bales we moved on to unloading the 200lb mineral buckets out of the pickup.
I hadn't bothered to drink water even though the bottle was on my tractor. (I was too busy) When I stood up in the bed of our pickup, suddenly I realized I was going to pass out. I tried to kneel down but I fell off the tailgate. I fell to the Chert driveway and landed squarely on my right knee. The impact broke the neck of my Femur. (Broken hip) I HAVE NEVER FELT SUCH INTENSE PAIN!
After surgery and 5 days in the hospital, because of my age (I'm 78) I was to spend 4 months in a nursing home for rehabilitation. After one week I had enough of the nursing home, with the help of my husband I escaped. Being home never felt so good!
Except for the surgery scars, I'm happy to say I'm still farming and there's no evidence of a broken hip.
Hope everyone stays safe and happy.