Why My Anger Turned White Tonight

We had three heifers calve in the last 36 hrs. Life was all "cool" until the low cows arrived in the holding pen. These heifers were firm believers in the first shall be last, or maybe it was the last will be last. Actually they didn't want to be there to begin with so after holding a committee meeting they decided to open the gate and get out. I heard them do it and raced out as fast as I could, which is not very fast. I managed to find some nice choice words to hurl in the general direction of the ears and sent two of them back into the fold. The other one suddenly had the desire to travel and crawled through my board fence ran wildly through the dry cow lot before taking down an electric fence. My anger was now turning a shade of red and I sent the heifer careening back toward the barn. She was still feeling her independent spirit and tore down the electric fence on the other side of the dry cow lot. At this point I cut my losses and hurled many vocal epithets her way before heading back to finish milking while she went hiking around the farm yard. I finally get to milking again when I hear the gate opening again. (Oh I am really getting mad) I dash wildly out to cut them off. This time one of the two crawled under a fence and got in the high group. Not big deal but highly annoying. I brought her back and went to milk. Would you believe it? She did it again, same thing. (Man I am really getting mad now) I bring her back again. By now I can empty a side of the parlor and put these annoying creatures in the barn. So, I make an attempt at this. Cows are such idiots. Well, one of these heifers opened the gate again while I was trying to get them in the parlor and every cow in that hadn't been milked headed back to the barn. I was so hopping mad.... Man I was mad... Did I mention I was mad.... I was so mad I wanted to kick something. ( this is so childish....) I was stomping back down into the parlor and I spied a five gallon bucket of towels and gave it a vicious kick... I had towels all over the front of the parlor. It was great... Well, not really but ....
If I would have been watching somebody else doing what I was doing I would have laughed so hard.... I decided enough was enough and I wasn't going to fool with it any more. So I milked waht I had and went to the house....
So I have a heifer that apparently has mad cow disease.... (not really, just stupidity or something...) I also have decided I am having an allergic reaction to one of my spider bite meds. I am itchy. I wonder if I am like flea bitten dog....
Anyway and so forth.....
Good night...

Oh Crumbs....

So, I noticed this spot on my finger. It was feeling and acting like a pimple that was ready to pop. But, being the man that I am, I tried popping it anyway with very little success. It kept hurting so I starting putting stuff on it. Within 24 hrs I was able to "pop" it. But this didn't fix the problem. It didn't really get worse but it wasn't getting better. Then today the back of my hand started hurting and by 7 this eveing my finger was so swollen. I couldn't believe it. So I was told in no uncertain terms I needed to go see a Dr. So I went. And, what do you know, it's infected. DUH...
Anyway, I finally figured out what actually happened. While I was washing down after helping Marshal finish up the milking tonight, I noticed a major spider web. This spurred some spot in my mind and I recalled an incident on Thursday morning, a week ago, where I was walking through a bunch of spider webs on my way to get the cows. I also remembered that one of the pests lodged in my hair. I also remember a sting on my finger and I distinctly remember giving it the shake. So, apparently this is a spider bite gone bad... Or good if your the spider I guess....
I am currently on antibiotics and I feel better already. Allthough I have enough Ibuprophen in my system to feel good until late March so maybe that doesn't mean much....