Wickedly Slick
This morning the day dawned with an icy glaze covering everything after an overnight dose of wet precipitation. Luckily, we had already aborted any travel plans because of Cyndie’s continuing convalescence from eyelid surgery. The roads are wickedly slick and riddled with auto incidents as depicted by the Department of Transportation map.
No thank you. Unfortunately, Cyndie’s brother and parents had to give up on a plan of driving to St. Peter this morning for a memorial service for Fred’s cousin. We had planned to attend after first learning of the service, but when the appointment for Cyndie’s surgery popped in for the day after Christmas, it changed a lot of our plans.
Yesterday was a very fractured day. Imagine breaking an entire day into 20-minute segments. That was our routine as we strove to adhere to the doctor prescribed routine of icing, then resting her eyes for alternating 20-minute increments over the first 24-hours after the procedure. What better cold pack than a bag of frozen peas?
Today she is supposed to switch to heat pads, four times a day.
I give her credit for being a very good patient.
Too bad she didn’t get out to see the round hay bales in our fields were picked up while we were in Stillwater on Thursday.
Good thing they finished that chore before our roads became as slick as a skating rink. I wouldn’t want to try pulling a trailer of hay in these conditions!
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Hey or Hay?
I thought that farmers were not going to create round hay bales anymore…….
Mike Wilkus
December 28, 2019 at 5:28 pm
Drumroll please… but why would that be, Mike?
johnwhays
December 28, 2019 at 5:45 pm
Well John it is obvious – cows don’t get a square meal😉
Mike Wilkus
December 28, 2019 at 11:28 pm
Dare I say… they get a well-rounded diet, instead?
johnwhays
December 29, 2019 at 8:09 am