One minute I’m “home” in Idaho ranch sitting for a few weeks, the next minute I’m back home in Michigan, then I blink my eyes and I’m in Iowa and then “poof”, I’m home at my parents place in Montana. You see, I arrived back on the farm in Michigan last Tuesday night and three days later…Well, here’s the story:
Every spring, for the last thirty plus years, my dad has gone to the Waverly Draft Horse Sale in Iowa to buy horses for himself or for clients. This year was no different.
However, what was different this time around was he got to see the inside of the Waterloo hospital up close and personal.
Thanks to an emergency kidney stone removal and my husband saying “no” to me hopping on Greyhound, therefore driving me to Waverly last Saturday himself and delivering me to my dad, (who by then was missing one nickel sized kidney stone) so I could drive him home to Montana…I have arrived back out west.
Really Dad, you know I love the West and all but you needn’t go to such lengths!