Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
Whenever they checked my blood pressure in hospital (which was an awful lot as it was ridiculously low after my surgery), I was asked if I’d done a poo. Something that doesn’t come up in usual conversation. Maybe it should as it’s something we all do. And can cause lots of issues when we don’t. I’d mastered the bedpan by adapting a shoulder bridge Pilates move but only using one leg. Then proceeded to a commode, before braving the bathroom using my frame. It seemed peeing was not an issue for me. But alas no poo.
Anyway, today I’ve done my first no.2 since Saturday. Woo hoo indeed! No laxatives needed either. 💩
Having 2 ageing parents, I know a lot about more their bodily functions than I ever thought I would need too either! It’s now a regular topic of conversation for us all. I kid you not!
And while we’re on the subject, does anyone else look down the loo afterwards and wonder how on earth that much poo came out of me?! 😳 Does it get stored in your intestines like that expanding foam stuff? Or is it up there, fully formed? Anyone?
So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life.
I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began...
I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover.
I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling.
The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020.
This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!
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