One last rodeo
It was a sunny warm day in November when I was scheduled to have cortisone injections in my back. Upon arriving to my appointment, I was given a sedative to relax me and a pain medication so that I would not feel the insertion of the needle in my lower back to administer the cortisone. I did not feel any of the procedure, which lasted approximately 45 minutes to 1 hour. I was given pain medication to take home to help with the pain of the injections, and that’s when the “demon” was released, leading to 8 years of uncontrollable substance abuse.
On the morning of November 30, 2006 my husband came upstairs to wake me up for the day; he found me unconscious with pale blue skin, weak to no pulse and no respiration, after
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A few years passed, and I did not touch a narcotic, until one day I met this person of who I felt was a good friend. I thought I was on a very positive road to success since I was in school, had a great job, and a wonderful family, until a trip to his family’s house where I was introduced to a more powerful long acting drug. It provided the best euphoric feeling in the world, better than chocolate, better than adrenaline even better than sex: Heroin! The demon was back, and this time it stayed for 6 years.
Heroin started with “sniffing” and eventually led to intravenous use. I lost my job, stopped going to school and lost my family. I did not want to subject this drug use to my young children, so they went to live with their father. I had contact with my children, however, I missed out on a lot of memories and milestones, which I now feel they resent me for.
One day I will tell my children why I was not there and hope they understand. All I can do is hope. Today I have 3 years clean with no narcotics or Heroin. This is the path on which I am going to continue. I will continue with my education; I have a very rewarding job, and I am married to the most wonderful, caring, loving, supporting man. I am grateful for my recovery, it was not easy; I quit cold turkey no suboxone or methadone, I was never going to go thru this horrific experience again that consisted of; stomach cramps, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea. My
Rodeo is my life. School plays a big role in my life with rodeo. If I dont have above a 2.0 GPA I can't rodeo because when you rodeo in high school it's considered a sport in your school so you have to stay on top of your grades so that you can rodeo. Balancing school and rodeo is pretty difficult, because you have to stay on your grades and then you go home and practice for 3 hours every day and it’s hard to find time to do your homework. I have plans to rodeo professionally when i turn 18 and make a living on rodeo, once you turn pro you buy your traveling card for $100 and that lasts you a year and you have to renew it every year.
Roger began learning to rodeo when he was about 14 years old. He and his best friend would go everyday to a ranch next door owned by a pro rider who gave him lessons. Roger speciality was riding Brama Bulls. Brahma bulls is a very dangerous ride. The bull themselves can weigh from 1200-2000 pounds. Roger said I was big and strong. He said “It was like riding on an enormous muscle.” (He says that his wonderful Oklahoma drawl) Roger and his friends used to go to school dressed up in cowboys style. While most of the kids in the sixties would dress in the regular style of the high schoolers. Roger especially loved to wear his cowboy hat in his boots everyday. He love the challenge of riding the bulls. He was especially like meeting new
In calf roping, calves weighing less than 300 pounds are forced to keep running at rates that exceed 25 miles per hour when they are roped. The reason they keep running at such high speeds is that they are being tormented in the holding chute. Their tails are curled, their tails are rubbed forward and backward over the steel bars of the chute and they are stunned with electric prods until the gate opens. They burst out of the chute at top speed just to be held back - clotheslined - with a choking rope around the neck. They are frequently harmed and some are killed.
Rodeo is more than a sport, it is a way of life. In the beginning it was based on the everyday skills needed to be a good ranch hand that got the hard work done. Add a little glitz and a few bulls and you have a rodeo.
The Day the Cowboy’s Quit takes place during the 1880’s and revolves around the character, Hugh Hitchcock. “Hitch” can only be described as a man of his word, perhaps even to a fault. He enjoys simple pleasures, and idealizes the cowboy lifestyle. Hitch works for the W Ranch, for a rancher named Charlie Waide, to whom he looks up to as a sort of father-figure. At Charlie’s ranch, Hitch and the other cowboys are free to own their own cattle and brand them as such, so long as they don’t steal from him or any of the other ranchers. However, not all ranchers see fit the hands-off approach Charlie takes with his men. Since the W Ranch is only expanding its horizons, the cowboys, and Hitch, although optimistic, and faithful in Charlie, see this free way of life coming to an end. Soon enough, big ranch owners try to force their ways upon the W Ranch, and Charlie resists, that is, until one of his own is found to have stolen cattle. Charlie’s trust in his men falters, and he conforms to the business oriented ways of the other ranchers. Upon word of this, the
Rodeo has been around for several decades and has gradually become very popular around the world. The three events that have been apart of the rodeo since the beginning include saddle bronc, steer roping, and bull riding. Rodeo is a great sport for cowboys and cowgirls to compete in an event that suits their lifestyle. These contests have changed dramatically since the first official rodeo in the late 1800’s. Because the rodeo event was created in 1888, ranchers culture has been brought to the world and created into a world wide sport.
I took a deep breath as I walked my horse into the Greeley Stampede Arena. I told myself just to "relax." I loped a circle around the arena to make sure that my horse was warmed up and ready to go. He was ready but I was starting to get nervous. I stopped in front of the roping box to put my piggin' string in my mouth. I looked at my calf in the chute to make sure that it was number 33, which was one of the best calves out of the whole set. It was, and I was ready to ride into the box and rope my calf, or attempt to rope my calf. I began to get more nervous, more nervous than I ever had been at a rodeo.
Horses running, bulls bucking, and flame throwing are all thing that you could see at a rodeo. When I was in the fifth grade I went to a rodeo with my girl scout troup . We saved up for almost a whole year. We sold cookies, earned money, and waited for the exciting weekend trip to A.J Ranch.
Drug abuse was also a part of my life from middle school until I was 21 years old. I think that a big part of me becoming addicted to drugs came from the type of boundaries, according to structural theory, that I had when I moved in with my parents. In my grandparents’ home I was never allowed to play with kids in the neighborhood, if I played outside, my grandma was always with me. My grandparents had very rigid boundaries and as a result began accusing me of doing drugs and smoking
I never thought the day would come where I’d have to admit to myself I had an addiction. The hardest part was to except the fact I was an addict of painkillers and admitting it to my family so that I could get the help and support needed to get clean. The road leading to my addiction started with the factors of my childhood, always trying to fit in and not being supported emotionally from my parents. Having a child at the age of sixteen was the second factor, which made me grow up faster than a normal child at my age would have had to. Living the life of an addict was a struggle everyday but, getting help was the hardest part of it all. I’ll live with this disease for the rest of my life because recovery is a
Horses running, bulls bucking, and flame throwing are all things that you could see at a rodeo. When I was in the fifth grade I went to a rodeo with my girl scout troup . We saved up for almost a whole year. We sold cookies, earned money, and waited for the exciting weekend trip to A.J Ranch.
Heroin, a powerful narcotic, acts upon the brain as a painkiller, increasing physical addiction and ongoing emotional dependence (Schaffer Library of…). Heroin has many challenging and highly risky effects on the user, all the more hazardous if overdosing is present. This extremely dangerous drug, heroin, will never cease being used, but may cease the existence of an individual.
I lost my mom due to drugs. The use of drugs doesn't just effect the person doing them, but it effects the people around them too. My mom is a drug abuser and it has effected my life tremendously. She not only ruined her life, but she has changed mine forever. Some of the effects from my moms drug addiction includes her getting a divorce, neglecting me and my brother, resulting in us moving in with our dad, and her ending up in jail multiple times.
When people tell you that life isn’t fair they’re not kidding. Sometimes when you think that you’ve done enough and you’ve worked your butt off things still don’t fall your way. Everyone goes through a dry spell it, just depends on how you respond to it.
“What are you doing next weekend?” “Going to a rodeo.” “Oh... what about the next weekend?” “I have another rodeo.” I guess you could say that rodeo is kind of a big deal for me. That I’m a “Rodeo Nerd.” Whether it’s being in them, or just watching them. I love rodeos. I have many reasons to love them! Like for example, rodeos are always a ton of fun, you're always meeting new people from all kinds of places, and last but not least the cowboys!