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 a good job I have a bigger car now. The Upgrade did me well. I managed to get everything I had to bring to Brighton in the car. There was a lot of tessellating going on. And there was still room for Bert. Not that I could see him! I dropped him off for his holiday on my way to my Dad’s yesterday.
Today I headed to the hotel. My home till Thursday. Unpacking the car took longer than packing it. I’d put all the heavy items on the bottom, so needed to shuffle everything around to get it on the trolley.
What didn’t fit in my car was delivered today. I’d had a few palpitations about things going astray, but I needn’t have worried. Everything arrived ready for Wednesday.
Tomorrow will be a long day, not as long as Wednesday of course. These things really do take on a life of their own after a while. I’m sure there will be something I’ve forgotten or missed. There’s usually a curveball or two.
The hotel have upgraded me to a beautiful room. I have a balcony and sea view. A very lovely touch. Not that I will spend much time in my room. So tonight I have flopped on my huge bed relaxing. Tomorrow I will be in full swan mode!
I bloody love Conference. It’s bonkers, but so much fun.
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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