2009 Starts With Bang... I'm Dead

So remember the post yesterday of the glum faced Husband standing upright.... you know like a vacuum cleaner? If you can't remember have a quick look. Ok. So you've had a look and now you remember. Well here he is today. He can't stand up. Not only can he not stand up he cannot walk. He is now an invalid.

For the last two weeks Hubby has been fighting a problem with his back. He has a slipped disc and is supposed to have an appointment with a surgeon in April. This was fine until while horking hay on the 27th he hurt his back and decided that taking it easy might be the ticket. His back started to improve over the next few days and then he sneezed on New years Eve Day and really did it in. But he was still mobile. Last night his aching back died... and I mean died. He went upstairs and lay down before supper and when he got up to go to the bathroom his hips would not support him and he couldn't walk. Problem is he would not listen to his body and so proceeded to get half way down the stairs before his back totally died. I managed to get him to the bathroom with the help of my great grandfathers cane but that is where the buck stopped. He colapsed on the floor, flat on his stomach with his pants still around his knees. This was terrible as the Daughters would need therapy if they caught sight of his nether regions. I managed to get his pants and gaunchies off and his PJ bottoms on him with much laughter and groans of pain. Then with comments of how he was feeling very snake like today he slithered on his belly as far as the computer chair. Tootsie our small Shi-Tzu decided that this was some kind of game and proceeded to lick Hubby's face thoroughly. When he got to the computer chair he managed to get to his hands and knees. Then very carefully and very slowly he crawled to the bedroom. He has been there ever since.

Robaxacet is our friend and we are happy to have it come and stay with us for the next while. But Robaxacet can only help Hubby. I am now the sole farmer in the house. This is not necessarily a good thing since only five years ago I had surgery for a slipped disc myself. I know my limitations. Horking hay day after day in - 40 temps is not conducive to good health in my back either. Meanwhile Honeydew the runnawy llama is now caught but at the rodeo grounds where she is not welcome to stay. I have to get her home and I can't back a trailer for love or money. How this is going to happen I haven't quite gotten my mind around yet.

Then there is Dad, my Dad, who is requiring support too. Hubby and I bought him an electric recliner with a lift to help support him with his back and heart problems. The chair arrived at the local Sears outlet yesterday and so I have to figure out how to get that to their home without doing myself in. This should be interesting..... Stay tuned.....