Expect the unexpected

Cowgirl Rule #432
I spent most of last night at the emergency room, with my daughter, Wendy. She’s been visiting from LA, and was all set to hit the trail for home when she was attacked by a piece of exercise equipment. Now, I realize that would be funny, if it hadn’t knocked her to her knees. She had to have a cat scan, and her poor mama about had a meltdown. She’ll be fine, after a few days of rest and pain meds. When a loved one is hurt, it sure puts things into perspective, doesn’t it?
So, since I slept in two-hour increments, this blog is probably incoherent, and I’m hitting the bunkhouse a little early.