The past few days have been a bit tiring. That may be an understatement.
In case you haven’t seen, I took a nasty fall over the weekend and hurt my ankle.
The days that have followed have been tricky. I’ve been trying to contend with accepting that I’ll be giving up running for a few months, whilst trying to take care of practicalities such as getting myself home for the holidays, as well as how I’m going to be able to resume my job hunt in the New Year. Add into all that the fact that, being on crutches, I can’t really do anything for myself- make a cup of tea, have a shower- and you have a recipe for very slight overwhelm.
Nonetheless, I’m determined to take each day as it comes, practice gratitude and focus on the positives. So let’s start there.
I had my follow up appointment at the hospital – god bless the NHS – and I’ve been told it’s not a fracture! This is great news, but it also complicates matters slightly. The doctors have concluded that it’s a ruptured ligament, which can be tricker to fix. If it’s one particular ligament, then it will heal on its own with plenty of rest and phsyiotherapy; if its a different particular ligament, then I will need surgery to repair it. They’re hoping an MRI will give them the answers they need, but failing that, I will need exploratory keyhole surgery. Let’s hope for the former, not the latter!
It’s not exactly a clear diagnosis, but at least we’re getting closer. The doctors were very thorough, and stressed that they needed to err on the side of caution, because if they missed something it could end very badly for me indeed.
Fast forward to now; I’m back at my parents’ house, feet up and coffee to hand. I had a long day yesterday trying to get home- turns out it’s somewhat difficult to get home, with luggage, when you’re on crutches – and so now I’m just focusing on rest. I had three different friends help me at various stages of Mission: Get Baby Home, and I am eternally grateful to them for giving up time so close to Christmas just in order to get me on a train.
So let’s have some gratitude- here’s what I’m grateful for right now:
- Flatmate Andrew, for getting me out of my flat and into my Uber with luggage in tow
- Complete stranger on Westminster Bridge who helped me get my luggage from my Uber to the hospital entrance
- Running buddy Ashley for meeting me at my appointment
- Running buddy Alan for helping me get to Paddington in a taxi, fixing me lunch, coffee and snacks, as well as putting me on the train, bags in tow
- Mum and Dad for coming to get me, and looking after me on arrival
- My dog Shadow, who is guarding my bedside and providing kisses whenever he thinks I might need them
- My parents for taking care of me
- Coffee, always
- The amazing community of people I’ve met online, who have been here for me, sending me messages of sympathy as well as sharing in my frustration and anger at the situation
- Netflix, Amazon Prime and Youtube for keeping me occupied
For now, it’s rest rest rest for me!
What are you grateful for at the moment?
Lots of love,