Author: langlep

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!

Brotherly love

Dodo has stayed with me. Good news! The snot is abating. Bad news! My throat is still very sore. I’m still feeling dreadful. Just a little less dreadful each day. So that’s good.

Hugo and Nero have been cuddled up most of the day. It makes you realise how brown Nero has gone in his old age.

Still sick

OK I’m boring myself now. But I’m feeling as rough as a badger’s arse! I love that phrase. It’s very apt right now as my throat is still so sore and I’m still feeling rubbish. Slept lots of today, in between watching Despicable Me & 2 for good measure.

No results yet so even if I was feeling better I still couldn’t go anywhere. I can’t even start the antibiotics until I get my results. Just in case.

I hate moaning. But quite frankly given everything else that’s happened this year, it’s beyond a joke now. I’m so fed up of being hit by thing after thing. Whether it’s to me, my parents or all of us at the same time!

Don’t get me wrong, there has been so much good stuff too. It’s just right now, I think I’ve had way more than my share!

Fingers crossed the last quarter of 2020 is better than the first three put together!

Covid test

So it’s done. My Covid test is in the post. Can’t exactly say it was pleasant. Made me sneeze more than gag (I’m sure there’s a joke in there somewhere).

Interesting turn of events though. Had to shine a torch on the back throat to see what I was doing. Suddenly saw lots of white pus! So it appears I have tonsilititis!! No wonder my throat has been sore.

Spoke to the doctor who said it definitely sounds like tonsillitis (and white pus in throat isn’t a Covid symptom). Antibiotics for me then.

I haven’t had tonsillitis for at least 2 decades or so! Very random indeed!!

Nurse Nero

Today Nurse Nero took over caring duties. He’s barely left my side. Not that I’ve gone very far. I did manage to leave the house and ventured into the garden. Made it as far as the conservatory steps before I ran out of energy.

I hate feeling so low on energy. Very unusual compared to my normal tiggeresque. Hoping I sleep better tonight.

Still I know it will pass and I will be back. Good news is my Covid test has arrived. Bad news it was after the last post so I’ll have to do it tomorrow. Fingers crossed it’s negative!

I am very ill

I said when I started this blog that I would be as honest as I could be. Well buckle up!

I feel utterly dreadful. After sleeping for about 20 hours yesterday, last night I tossed and turned. I couldn’t breath as my nose is blocked. And running at the same time. I had to deploy the ‘nose tampon’. I’m having to breath through my mouth, which isn’t helping my sore throat. Neither is the fact my body decided that a mass evacuations of both ends was in order!

I ache all over. My glands are up in my neck so that even stiffer. Whatever this is, it’s is utterly vile. So I’m admitting defeat and cancelling the lovely things I had in my diary for this week. Including a relaxing treatment, a birthday outing and our first ODE. Dissappointing but there will be another time.

Oh and to top it off, one of the cats has been sick in the conservatory.

All I want is a big hug and someone to tell me it’s going to be OK. Really not helpful at the best of times.

Thankfully I’m rarely ill, but when I am it’s usually pretty spectactular!!

Unclean

It’s at times like this when I wish I didn’t live alone. It does being ill feel harder sonehiw. I’m so grateful for the friends I have though.

One who took a detour on her bike ride to drop off a much needed Red Cross parcel. It’s true what they say, Chicken soup is good for the soul.

Sadly it wasn’t a miracle cure as I’m still full of snot, thick head and a sore throat.

Nurse Dodo has been on duty most of the day. He’s barely left my side (though he’s now refusing to come in and I haven’t got the energy to chase him round the garden).

Bedtime for me…. All healing vibes gratefully received.

Poorly, sick and bad

This morning I woke up with a very sore throat. And felt rather poop. But managed to go XC. That was my main objective for camp.

Really happy to say that Buddy and I haven’t forgotten how to do it. First time this year! He was a machine. And flew everything.

I lost energy about 3/4 of the way round. So-called it quits and came home early. Went straight to bed and have just woken up.

Hopefully a few days and I’ll be feeling better.