By Judy Bull 

Bull by Bull

 

Last updated 3/22/2022 at Noon



- The first phone call I received on January 1, 2022 was at 6 a.m. from ADT, announcing that my ADT receiving unit was getting too cold. The unit was in a bedroom, which I close off in the winter. It was only 40 degrees in there, certainly too cold for an ADT unit.

- Make no mistake about it, Maggie Bull is the original Bull in Sisters; I am “the other Bull,” not Maggie. When Vernon and I moved here in 1986 we joined the Sisters Rodeo Association and Bill and Maggie Bull were two of our favorite people. Years later, when Bill became ill, I was one of their Hospice volunteers. Try as we might, we couldn’t quite connect the dots of our Bull ancestry, though we felt very connected to one another.

- I keep everything that’s going to the dump in my old stock trailer. It makes for the perfect storage shed. After returning from the dump the other day, I couldn’t find my fave garbage can, so I headed right back to the Fryrear Road Transfer Station to retrieve it. To no avail. When I got home I checked the trailer once more and there it was, hiding in plain sight. Out of place. My OCD at its worst.


- Recently I had to take an ambulance ride to the emergency room, for a nosebleed of all things.

Turns out it is very important not to lie down with a nosebleed (duh), which I did for 45 minutes, creating all kinds of problems for myself.

What I really want to write about, though, is the slip of paper I carry at all times: a record of my pertinent medical info.

The EMTs and the emergency room docs were thrilled to have this vital information written out, and only wish everyone would carry a summary of their medical history, prescriptions, etc.


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It’s easy to put together and ensures that those treating you have this crucial information immediately, doubly so if you are in dire medical straits.

- There’s nothing new about celery and peanut butter. You either love it or you don’t. I do and I’ve recently made it my go-to evening snack. Quite likely it’s the healthiest no-cholesterol 300 calories of my day.

- I don’t often wish I was younger but lately I’ve been wishing I was at least 50 years younger. If I was in my 20s again, there are a number of job openings right now that I would really like to try on: driving truck, the Army National Guard, kicker on a football team, and working for College H.U.N.K.S., to name a few.


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