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 had the weirdest dream about my Mum last night. Couldn’t tell you where it came from, but it really unsettled me this morning. So I took Bert out for a long walk to try and process it.
Being out in nature really helps me to clear my head and sort out some of the random thoughts that exist up there.
I didn’t draw any conclusions but did have a few realisations. I’m making some changes that will be beneficial in the long term. I feel like for the past six or seven years I’ve been swimming against the tide or treading water. This will allow me to float for a bit.
While it’s what I have been craving, it also feels rather scary. Hence my subconscious having a bit of a field day I guess.
It’s amazing how much we can deal with but what tips us over the edge. Buddy is a prime example. Today he held it together when a car speed past with a very rattely trailer went past. But a crow on a pile of manure was a step too far for him. Thankfully he walked past in the end.
And I guess that’s the point. It always works out in the end.
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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