Henry - Busted!

If you haven't heard, Henry fell from a tree in our back yard and broke his collar bone! Hank nor I was home but the story he tells us is that he was reaching up for a broken branch, lost his grip and fell about 6 feet, landing directly on his right shoulder, snapping the bone for a clean break. He called my cell, barely able to talk, asking me to hurry home. By the time I arrived, he was pasty white and in lots of pain. Hank and I drove him to the Greeley Memorial Emergency room where he was x-rayed and seen by the Dr. Yep, broken collar bone, nope, nothing to do but put it in a sling and wait for the bone to heal. Henry is a miserable man sitting still, I can promise you that! Don't be fooled by that smile in the picture - that is the drugs the 2nd day after he fell.

It's been two weeks and time has done wonders. He's visited an Orthopedic doctor who has prescribed some physical therapy and allowed him to go back to work on light duty. (I could kiss that doctor for that little gift.) So, he's back at the ranch, driving to pick up parts, doing some very light mechanic work, running a tractor and anything else John will let him do. Thank you, John.

In short, Henry's mending pretty quickly but as most of you know Henry, he won't take it lying down so....pray for me and Hank.