Oh life on the farm is kinda laid back, nearly enough to make a fella start smokin' CRACK!!! Well, yesterday we had about ten million dogs to work at the farm. We ran about 150 dogs, then dad calls me & needs me to help him move some cows. I go haulin' butt over there on the 4 wheeler, and as always.... there's 3 of them that refuse to cooperate. Instead of throwing our hands up & just moving the bull over to them, we of course try to force them where we want them to go. I'm on the 4 wheeler, Dad's in the truck & we're chasing these cows all over the pasture. This went on about 15 or 20 minutes & finally, I'm chasing a cow down the fenceline on the 4 wheeler & hit an old wheel hub laying in the pasture. Boom!!! I go airborne & get thrown off the 4wheeler, and it rolls right up on top of me. When I got thrown off, I kinda flew like a dart & hit on my left shoulder. Sounded like somebody stepped on a bag of chips. Great. The 4 wheeler winds up laying across my chest.... kinda makin' it difficult for a fella to draw air. I was just hoping & praying that Dad could see that the tires were in the AIR & not on the ground anymore, and that he wasn't chasing cows off somewhere. He saw me, and came and got the thing off me. My shoulder wasn't right, I knew that immediately. He wheeled up & asked if I was alright & I told him No. I thought he was gonna flip. I was wearing an insulated shirt, with a t-shirt on underneath that so I couldn't see my shoulder, but I could feel the top of it sticking out farther than the rest. To make a long story short, I spent a few hours at the hospital yesterday going through the enjoyable process of getting a disclocated shoulder reset into place. THANK GOD FOR GOOD PAIN MEDS!!!!! Whew!!! That's all I can say. I remember when I hit the ground & heard my shoulder crunch, thinking "Well, if that's all that goes wrong... I can live with that" sure enough, that's all that got hurt. I consider myself pretty darn lucky. I've got a softball-sized bruised on my right though where the rack of the 4 wheeler got me, but other than that, not really a scratch. I can't move my left arm much yet, but I really don't think anything is permanently damaged. I'm supposed to go to another specialist (who had already been looking at my shoulders anyway) and get some MRI's done here in the near future. He's gonna see if I trashed anything for good or they fixed it all when they popped it back in. To be really honest, that's the worst pain I've ever felt in my life. It took about 2.5 hrs after the crash before they actually got anything in me for pain. But once they did, they pumped it to me anytime I wanted it. I ended up getting about 15 cc's of morphine while I was at the hospital, plus getting knocked out for the resetting of my shoulder. Anyway.... that's the life on the farm anymore, it seems like. Go plugging right along & some sort of calamity seems to be waiting for ya right around the corner. Jeeze...... I'm supposed to be plenty healthy so I can go hog hunting Saturday evening!!!! I gotta get that one figured out. All kidding aside, I'm extremely thankful for being able to sit here & type this morning. I could've been hurt REALLY badly & all I did was pop out my shoulder. It hurt, but it didn't kill me. Thanks to God.