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!
Today has not been my best day. It ended better than it started though. The winds have dropped and it seemed eerily quiet this morning.
I took Bert out for a walk and was so busy watching him run around that I wasn’t look where I was going. I got my foot caught in a bramble and stumbled. Thankfully I didn’t fall over, but I did tweak my thigh.
Cue mini-meltdown from me as I burst into tears. My little bucket has been filling up so I guess it was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Or bramble in my case.
I came back and journaled for many pages. There was a lot that needed to come out of my little brain. You may have clocked the fact that I love writing. I think I’m pretty good at it too. I’ll let you judge my musings. And I am a published author don’t you know.
I find writing out what’s in my head really works for me. I’ve been a little up in my head too much. So after mucking out, I spent an hour poo picking Buddy’s field. It’s a big field!
The sunshine was most welcome. So was the blossom. Spring is on her way. A sight like this fills me with joy. Three barrows of poo not so much. Thank goodness I had a good podcast to listen too. And a hot shower when I got home.
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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