Where's the song ~~ "Don't let your daughters grow up to marry a Cowboy" ?

​​​​​​​Life is tough! Requires hard physical work, long, long days of pain, dirt, and broken fingernails.​
​Days of frigid cold & scorching heat; through the dust & mud; daybreak into the darkness of nite~~​
​the heart & body becomes toughened & weathered replicating leather!​
​A forever constant factor for a real Cowboy's Wife is tons of sweat, oceans of tears and a constant 'drought' in the wallet!​
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​​​​​​​​​IF​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ she wants to spend anytime at all with her Cowboy, she must do as he does, you become partners!​
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​​​​​​Kick off your boots, grab a cup of coffee, sit back and envision yourself in my life!​
​... It really isn't that bad! There are many rewards to be had to make it a great lifestyle! ...​ ​​​​​​​


Showing posts with label doctoring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doctoring. Show all posts

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Micotil...

...can kill!



Micotil is an antibiotic, purchased only through a licensed Veterinarian, used to control respiratory disease in cattle (BRD). (read more here)
Cattlemen like the drug because of its lower per dose volume, cost per treatment and quick reaction time. Because it is quite expensive, most cattlemen use Micotil after other attempts have failed, or the animal’s condition is quite critical.
For humans, this a drug that may have no treatment depending on the amount and route injected or ingested. The minimum amount of this medication needed to cause a fatality when injected into a human is not known.

So why the heck am I posting about this Micotil drug?
I’m sure it is of little or no concern of yours,
but this is my blog and I feel like posting about it!

My Cowboy’s entire life has been spent in the Ag world.
He has been kicked and bit; knocked down and dumped; dragged and tossed;
landed on his ass and even his head; broke his back and most other bones;
you name it, it’s happened…more than once!
Needle pricks are ignored when doctoring stock so we won't even try to count these either!
I’m sure if I did some research, I’d find that the quantity of his ‘encounters’
would surely be deemed illegal!
Heck, he’s first to admit that he is more than lucky to walking, riding, let alone living!

But, a Cowboy is who my Cowboy is!

That is how he hopes to take his last breath...
…doing exactly what he enjoys most in life!

Yes, I worry more and more the older we get as the healing and recuperating process is not quite as easy or as quick as it once was!
Today, he came home from working cattle down the road about 2pm.
He walks in the door gimping (which really is his natural gait nowadays),
covered in blood and holding his hand.
I know the workings of his brain, and pain, as well as I know my own!

“What happened?” I asked.

“Nothing much, I just had to doctor around 18 head” he says.

“Was anyone there helping you?”

“No, just Me, Myself and I ... that’s enough” he declared.

“So why is there blood all over you?” I ask with more concern.

“Oh, I got these three fingers smashed in a gate…by a heifer..
…after getting stabbed with a needle” he replies matter-of-factly.

“Not with Micotil, I hope!” stating a bit louder and with silent concern.

Cowboy barely lifting his eyes to look at me...
“Yep…no big deal though! It was over an hour ago and I’m still alive aren’t I?” he says.

“Shit!” (sorry! Readers) I muttered, quickly traversing through my brain for all the knowledge I have on the drug.

“NO BIG DEAL…Barb! I’ll be fine! I’m hungry and I’m going to take a nap. If I wake up dead…then you can worry!”


Well, now that is a relief! Wake up dead!

I hurriedly fed him, stoked the fire and instantly he fell asleep (he can do that so easily!).
I know him so well, that had I called a Dr., he would have been somewhat upset with me!
We’ve probably been to the Dr. 20 times between the two of us in all our years together.
That is just S.O.P. in our household. (Cowboy has continued working many times with broken arms, ankles etc…until the job is complete, those would be posts within themselves! )

So, I only had to wait a moment for the Zzzz’s to overtake him.
I ran to the computer and typed in Micotil !
When I came to this sentence:
“The minimum amount of this medication needed to cause a fatality
when injected into a human is not known.”
I grabbed a phone and called the Dr.
Not knowing an exact amount that could have penetrated, the Dr. told me to watch for any signs of dizziness, rapid heart rate, chest pain, anxiety or lightheadedness.
....Oh! Isn't that normal when he loves his W.O.W.?.....
I told him that Cowboy said it bled quite profusely~ which turns out to be a good thing!

Cowboy and I have both, worked with Micotil since it arrived on the US market in 1992.
(Canada was 1990). We’ve witnessed the wonderful benefits of its use when necessary.
We know the implications of mishandling.
But no matter how much respect you have for Micotil,
no matter how prepared you are and how safe you try to be when doctoring cattle...
…Shit Happens!

Obviously, Cowboy woke from his nap…ALIVE! Or I wouldn’t be here now!
Yes, there is quite a bit of swelling and still some inflammation and pain, but he is fine.
Phewwwww!