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John, I am so glad that all appears well. Please take care and have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
PS.. When I lived in Arizona (30 years ago), we had a brother/sister duo of super-smart dogs for herding my wife's goats. The female's name was Booger. My wife's company had some visitors from Japan that wanted to see the "real" Arizona. After a little "round-up" demo, a young executive asked "What means "Booger?"
 
I’m glad you got the treatment you needed, even if you didn’t realize you needed it!

Give the dog a treat— other than this, he’s a great dog.
 
John, you have reinforced the practicality of my decision to have handicap/senior citizen amenitites built into my current house during the initial construction. I had to use them after my knee surgery. I always said we are all one car wreck away from being handicapped. Take care of yourself and get well.
 
Glad you are on the mend. Head injuries shouldn't be taken lightly. I knew a guy who was riding a quad and wound up in the ditch on the side of the road. It was a low-speed event, and he suffered what only appeared to be a bump on the head. He refused to have it checked out. Two days later they took the top of his skull off to alleviate the swelling in his brain. Eventually they put it back on. He had a couple more surgeries over the ensuing months. Remarkably, he recovered with virtually no permanent impairment, save a tendency to refer to his wife by his ex-wife's name. He was incredibly lucky.
 
Yes John, head wounds can bleed like a stuck pig. While my sons and I were building my work shop we were trying to stand up one of the main beams (30' wide and 20' tall at the eves) I was trying to hold the beam from flexing so bad when it jumped the anchor bolts and the 2x4 I was bracing it with got broke across my head. Had a lot of fun telling the ER nurse that my wife had done it But when the poor nurse unwrapped the compression bandage the boys had firstaided me with, it gushed blood all over her shoes and the floor.
A couple of years later I was working on a horse trailer for a friend and I fell off a step ladder and hit the back of my head on the edge of the floor of the shop door. Went to a Doc in the box and the Doctor was asked if I needed to go for x-rays and he told them, No I can see his skull and it isn't cracked. While he was stitching it up my wife was supposed to be holding a towel at the back of my head and neck but she just held it loosely at my shoulder and by the time the Doc got finished, I walked out of the lobby with blood almost to my waist in my shirt. Got many, many strange looks from the folks waiting. Good thing was I never blacked out or even got fuzzy from the ordeals. 22 stitches between the two and all I ever got was weird looks. My wife says I'm just hard headed.
Larry
 
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