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!
The roofers arrived today. I have to say I was feeling a little anxious about it. It’s one of those ‘you don’t know what you don’t know’ moments. I’ve seen roofs being done, but it’s not been my roof before.
I needn’t have worried. They cracked on and were soon stripping everything back. Of course, it sounded like they were actually coming through the roof! The downside to vaulted ceilings, no sound proofing.
I managed to get a couple of hours work done. In between the banging and crashing. And Bert bringing me bits of concrete and wood. Eventually, I admitted defeat and headed out to the greenhouse. I wanted to plant up the bits I bought last Sunday.
I decided to go a bit rogue with my baskets. So mixed a tomato plant with some other flowers. It might work or be a complete disaster. That’s my style of gardening. Each plant gets the same pep-talk – ‘You have two choice: live or die. Choose wisely.’ They look rather good cheek by jowl.
Let’s see what happens next. At least I know they’ve been well watered in as there was a bit of a downpour. Slightly terrifying when I don’t have a water tight roof. But then I guess that’s why I’m having it relayed…
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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