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!
It’s amazing what a good nights sleep can do for your state of mind! Woke up feeling more refreshed today. I’m still exhausted but that’s cause all my energy is going into healing my talus.
I’ve started to accept that I can’t do the things I want to and focus on the little things I can. I can get myself up, I can feed myself and I can take myself to the toilet. That’s more than some people can. I’m just not used to feeling so exhausted from doing so little.
I had a shower yesterday morning, which felt so good. I then had to wait 30 mins till I had enough energy to make my breakfast. I remember this feeling from when I broke my little finger and thumb. Healing bones takes a LOT of energy. And this is a much bigger bone and a more serious break.
I’ve always prided myself on being self-reliant, independent and self-sufficient. There’s not much I can’t sort out. This injury has made me have to ask for help, accept others doing things for me and I’m very grateful they are. It’s hard though. ‘Pip’s Angel’s’ have been in full force since my accident. From cleaning my house, feeding me, shopping for me and even doing my laundry. These are just a few of the things I can’t do right now. I’m learning that it’s OK to ask for help. It’s OK to let others share the load. It’s OK not to be OK.
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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