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!
Bert and I were up out early this morning for his walk. OK so probably not as early as some. I’m not really a morning person.
Don’t get me wrong, I can do it. But it’s not when I’m at my best. Once the Baby Sprocker was safely back in the cool, I headed to do Maid Duty. That was a sweatfest! And it was only 8:45am!
I thought I’d take Buddy out some recovery mash and put some electrolytes in his field water. The latter looked like I’d sprinkled fake snow in it. The former was tipped on the floor in his eagerness. He loves it a little bit too much me thinks.
All my animal duties done, I then played the game of how to keep the Baby Sprocker cool. I put his cooling vest on. Honestly, he is rather suspicious of it. And when I refreshed it, he acted like I was assaulting him.
Thankfully there was some shade by the shed. In fact, we both hung out there for a bit. I had some online learning to catch up on so it was rather pleasant, especially as the breeze picked up. In fact, I’d go so far as to say I was a little chilly in the shade. Then I headed into the sunshine…
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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