Long story short. Cat scan showed a fractured wrist, fractured nose, and fractured eye socket. In which none of these are getting fixed cause the nose you can't tell, the eye socket might have been an old injury but we'll wait and see if his vision starts to go, and the wrist could be an old injury cause it's not bothering him much anymore. While I am thankful that he's not hurting I am still leary about the eye socket and the muscle and tissue that has seaped into his sinus cavity. I guess time will tell if he will have to get that fixed. I guess I'll know when he starts to resemble a cyclopse.
It only went downhill from there......
Thursday Kohl comes in the kitchen and tells me I HAVE to come look at something. I figure it's another of his brilliant corral designs that he's come up with so I tell him to wait a minute. Five minutes later he comes back and tells me that I REALLY need to look out the window at something. This is what he was talking about:
Wade's feed sled was on fire across the meadow. I quickly explained to Kohl that next time if he just yelled "FIRE" it would help me greatly. :)
We hauled ass over there and ended up having to call the fire department to come put it out. We were really lucky that it didn't burn any pasture up because the wind was blowing so hard that day. Wade was none too happy though. Shane remined us that bad things happen in 3's so I'm silenty sitting back waiting for the final blow. My mom was quick to point out that if we were going somewhere that I should NOT let Wade drive.
And to finish off the