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!
As I got back later than I’d expected, Toby had a night on the close. I didn’t fancy walking back from the yard in the dark, with Bert and my bags.
He’s a tad larger than my last lorry, so I wasn’t sure if he’d fit on my drive. I popped him on the pavement outside my little house. And hoped he wasn’t too much in the way.
I wish I’d taken a photo of him. I was too busy tidying and cleaning. There was a lot of muddy paw prints and foot prints to be mopped up. Bert’s water bowl survived the trip home last night without spilling a drop. I managed to spill the whole lot by trying to pick it up. Good job I’d already got the mop and bucket ready…
I was very happy with the final result though. I even emptied the toilet. Thankfully I didn’t spill that!
I took Bert out for a long walk too. The weekend was intense and I didn’t get much time to take him for a run in the forest. He was very happy to go run runs.
I sat and threw his ball for a while too. I had to use his emergency walk ball as I could find his actual walk ball. It’s somewhere in the lorry. Guessing it’s under the front seats. But forgot to look when I took Toby back to the yard. I’m sure Bert will find it next time we go out. Better take Buddy too next time.
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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