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!
So it’s been two weeks since my accident and I’ve now come out of the GA fog. It’s been an emotional rollercoaster for sure. Going from ‘phew I’ve got away with it’ to ‘it’s a nasty break and will need surgery’ was a big shock for me. And the emotions of knowing I wasn’t going to be able to ride for up to 3 months was hard to take. The effects of the surgery really knocked me for six.
Time does help. Two weeks on and I’m feeling stronger and more balanced (on my good leg of course). But it’s still tough going. I’m having to adapt to my limitations. Living on my own, I wasn’t sure whether I’d be able to cope. Or how I could get around, feed myself and general exist?! ‘Pip’s Angels’ have kept me going. They’ve fetched and carried. They’ve made me smile. They’ve made me realise that no person is an island. Everyone needs help from time to time. So I’m gratefully accepting it. And learning to ask for it. That’s been a big thing for me.
I’m still overwhelmed by how many people have get it touch to make sure I’m OK. And been so generous with their time. I’ve got a long way to go on this journey, but it really helps to know I’m not on my own.
There really are people who will catch you – literally in my case!!
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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