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!
I’ve been feeling sad today. Badminton Horse Trials started today. I’m not going this year. I was invited to watch my friend’s 4 year old in the Young Event Horse class today. Given neither Bert or I are 100%, I couldn’t face a 4am start, hours of driving or the long day.
She did brilliantly from all accounts. Spookily, FB told me I first met her 3 years ago today.
I have lots of wonderful memories of Badders. 8 years ago, I was there for the first time. I was so giddy, overexcited and probably quite annoying. This morning I sat watching the rain and counted my blessings. Badders included.
There are so many in my life. There really are. Even the fact it was raining is a blessing. We need it. Ironic after the amount of rain we had at the beginning of the year.
Bert and I got damp on our walk, Buddy was back in a rain sheet. The kittens were cuddled up in the conservatory. The fact I have a horse, a dog and two cats are also huge blessings.
I consider myself truly blessed most days. We can all look at the chaos in the world. But when you boil it down, life is pretty special.
I may not be at Badders this year, but I will be there again. Till then, I am enjoying the fact my newsfeed is full of horses. And remembering the fun times I had. At least my feet will thank me that I don’t have to walk miles round the course…
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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