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!
Well today started well. I dropped the Buddymobile off at the mechanic for its service, MOT and health check.
My friend came to pick me up from the garage. As we were near the rose place, we stopped for a spot of lunch in the cafe. Don’t ask me how, but I managed to flick some food in my drink. Honestly, you can’t make me anywhere.
After lunch, we headed out to smell the roses. Literally. Found a few more beauties I want to buy. Go and stand under the rose arch, my friend said. Off I trotted, only to find it was designed for someone less Amazonian than me. So it looks like I’ve got a very fancy hat on. I wouldn’t look out of place at Royal Ascot (yes I know that was last week). I had to crouch down to to seen!
The original plan was then to go and pick up my new lorry. Not new new, but new to me. Very exciting!! But the garage need to fix something first, so I will pick it up another day.
So two out of three ain’t bad as the Meatloaf song goes…
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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