I don't know who sang this song, but I think you all know it: "I Can See Clearly Now The Rain Is Gone" remember that tune?
Sing with me. Actually, sing with Poppers--he wrote this version.
I can see clearly now,
I shouldn't put my arm in front of the saw
and go to the ER
and get 9 stitches.
I came walking into the kitchen after work today. Here's what I heard: "Hey Ma, got any good salve?" I peeked under the bandage he had on there and said, "You need stitches, c'mon, let's go."
I'll spare you the details, suffice it to say it was bad enough that he said at one point if he would not have laid down, he would have fainted. Yeah. I don't ever think of the words "Poppers" and "fainting" in the same paragraph, not to mention the same sentence.
We had an interesting time watching the Dr. stitch him up, and the staff in the ER was great, so all in all, a pretty good date night. Mama Maria's will have to wait.
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Not the first time he didn't want to go to the Hospital...I still have this...I still love the "NOSER" Quotes at the end...Enjoy:
HUNTERS SWAMPED, RESCUED IN ST. CROIX RIVER - by Jon
Echternacht
Two hunters from Hudson and their colleague from
Minnesota are happy for the existence of a 14-foot
aluminum canoe following a harrowing experience on the
St. Croix River the night before the deer season
opener.
Doug Bostrom, 36, and John Noser, 46, of Hudson set
out in their boat to cruise up the St. Croix to the
Osceola area to set up for deer hunting on one of the
islands in the area on Nov. 19.
After making camp and getting their gear ready, Doug
and John hopped in their 12-foot aluminum fishing boat
for a trip to the Minnesota side of the river to pick
up their companion, Dwayne Prior.
All was well until the return trip from Minnesota to
their island camp.
"We got out in the middle of the river and the boat
capsized," said Bostrom. "We must have punctured the
boat on a rock or something when we went over to
pickup Dewy. We didn't notice a thing. But when we
got out into the river, the boat went down fast,"
Bostrom added.
"The boat went right straight down and turned over,"
Noser said.
It was about 7:40 pm., Bostrom said, and the three of
them were tossed into the icy cold river in the pitch
black of night.
"It wasn't easy hanging onto the boat," he said. "It
was turned over and we were in full hunting gear. We
knew we had to stay with the boat, and we thought we
could swim it to shore," Bostrom said.
"We paddled the boat for about half an hour," said
Noser.
But they soon discovered that, as with all good
fishing boats, this one had an anchor and they were
dragging it.
The frigid water started to take its toll. Their
hands became numb and hanging onto the boat became
more difficult. So they started yelling for help,
Bostrom said.
Brothers Scott, 32, and Dean, 36, Ridley of Hudson
were camped on the shore and heard Bostrom yelling for
help. Dean said they had a pontoon boat but they
couldn't navigate it through the shallow backwaters.
They resorted to using their 14-foot aluminum canoe
and paddled out to the overturned craft.
Bostrom said the Ridleys suggested they take him to
shore and come back for the others--it would only take
five minutes. "I told them that we didn't have five
minutes."
"Somehow, they got me into the canoe and paddled to
shore towing the other two guys, "Bostrom said. "I'm
usually about 170 pounds, but with all the wet hunting
clothes, I figured I weighed 250. It's still a
mystery how we all got to shore without swamping that
little canoe."
"It happened so fast, that it still isn't clear to
me," said Dean, "but I think I sort of shifted weight
to one side and Scott pulled Doug into the bottom of
the canoe. Then we had a hand on each of the other
guys and another hand on the paddle and we made it to
shore."
Once on shore, the Ridleys started the long process of
warming up the swamped crew. Luckily they had a fire
started and a heater in their tent.
"I called EMS on my cell phone because I wasn't sure
what we had going there. If any of them were in shock
or what," Dean said.
The three hunters recovered. They finally got warmed
up and were able to open the deer season.
EMS wanted Noser to go to the hospital, but he
apparently didn't want to take the chance of missing
the opening of the season. "They made me sign a 'too
dumb to go in with them' paper," he said.
"We were in the water 30 to 45 minutes," Bostrom said.
"I'm sure we would have died."
"Just before Scott and Dean got out there, I had a
weird feeling. I felt like my insides were getting
cold. When we got to shore, my legs and arms weren't
there, "Noser said. "We were dead, but I guess even
if Old Man River wanted us, it wasn't our time to go,"
he added.
"We were just meant to be there," said Dean. "I guess
the Big Guy had other plans for all of us. If you
think about it, all five of us should have been in the
drink."
"One thing I learned is that no matter how good a
swimmer you think you are, you should wear a life
jacket. In the cold water, your limbs get numb and
you can't move them to swim," Bostrom said.
Noser echoed the sentiment, "It's a good idea to wear
a life jacket," he said.
He was 46? Was it really that long ago???
Seems like yesterday.
Just a little interruption here: the singer of the song was Johnny Nash. Now you can go back to your day. :)
he was laughing about the salve comment and how that peobably wasn't the best way to word it today in the car.
Yeah when he said that I thought, "Whaddya. like 80?"
Coulda been a good time to pull out the ol' Naylor's Udder Balm.
He cut his ARM, Kelli!
OH. MY. GOSH.
There are no words.
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