posted on Jun, 25 2018 @ 09:52 AM
Working on a ranch a fella gets banged up quite a bit. You learn to just rub some dirt on it and move on. If a fella were to complain nobody would
listen anyway, except for maybe a cow or two (who were really more interested in if you might have accidentally dropped a sweet-feed bucket or
something). After a while you just deal with the sore foot from getting stepped on, or the shoulder from losing your grip on a hay bale, or whatever.
It just goes with the territory.
So Saturday I was just walkin' from one pasture into another. No madness going on for once, no crazy wild escaped cow, or pissed of mama tryin' to
get to her crying calf, just me strolling from one pasture to another. No rush, beautiful (and surprisingly cool) day. Walked up to the gate and
reached through the fence for the chain holding the gate closed on the post. Lifted up the chain...and ran a really nice sized wood sliver from the
fence post right up under the fingernail of my pinky finger! YEEEOOOOOWWWWWW!!! (Now lemme' tell ya what, that
doggone HURT! OMG!!) Had me
dancin' around out there in the pasture like someone had tossed a lighted sparkler into my undershorts! Oh my goodness did that hurt!!
I guess there must be some special kinda nerves in that finger or somethin' cuz I almost cried like a little schoolgirl on that deal! Pulled my glove
off and I could see that puppy about 3/4 of the way up the inside of my fingernail. Just lookin' at it made it hurt even more! Had to take my
snivelin' butt back to the house and perform some kinda radical surgery on my finger (I'm sure there's a fancy medical name for the procedure) to get
that puppy outta' there. It took a while too. At one point I contemplated just cuttin' the whole dang finger off and sayin' the hell with it.
When I finally got that big ol' bugger out of my finger I shared some choice words with that little fella. Wife said I looked like a crazy man
hollerin' at a pair of tweezers, but I taught that bugger a lesson or two. Well, yesterday it was still throbbin'...and typin' here kinda' sucked, so
I looked at it again. I'll be danged if there still wasn't a piece of that sliver still stuck up under my fingernail. After another bout of surgery
and screamin' at the tweezers I finally got it all out.
Much better today, but wow...sometimes it's just the smallest, silliest, things which hurt like the dickens!
edit on 6/25/2018 by
Flyingclaydisk because: (no reason given)