Just what the doctor ordered

I'm on my 4th week of rest after my car accident. I have to admit that for someone who is always on the go and in control-I have had to really take a step back and let go and let others take care of me and stay still and quiet. This is no easy feat for me as many who know me would attest to! have learned to stay still, quiet, read and reflect on life and the miraculous things that God is doing within my body in order to repair and restore it to its original glory! The human body is an amazing thing-i have come to truly appreciate it more now and will always from now on! So I had my follow up appt w my surgeon and he said the surgery was successful. He told me that I had a really bad break(I guess in more ways than one!They removed my staples and cleaned my wounds and re-casted my leg-less heavy than former cast but very tight. Pain still very severe. Doc said another 4wks of complete rest and then have to go back for follow up. If all goes well, physio can commence. One more surgery tho to remove large screw in a couple of months. So still standing emotionally, physically still on couch and spiritually more empowered than ever that there is a good reason why I am here and that my guardian angels do truly exist!

A busy day for somone who sits on a couch all day

Today was a crazy day for a poor girl and her broken ankle sitting on a couch. I had my visit from the occupational therapist who conducted a 3hr assessment on me. From what gather this type of therapistfigures out how you are living now, how you were living before and how the heck do you get back to the life you want-highly complicated. The interview was draining. After she left-a visit from a mobile hairstylist was well overdue. It's amazing what people you discover when bored nd surfing on the net. So low and behold...a lady who would come to wash and blow dry my hair  as I could not anymore with my lovely cast. So after 3wks of no washing-i felt like once again I was part of the civalized world of beauty. My hair was no longer sticking to my head and as my dear friend pointed out that it looked like a bald patch-what would do without good friends? So there was all fluffed and folded and feeling like had a taste of normality again. Shortly after that, had an interview with a potential dog walker for my little beagle Soca. Now remember, Soca hs not technically been walked for 3wks so wasn't sure if my puppy would be on her best beahviour for this walker to take on. Well fortunately after meeting Becky the walker, and after a few crazy barks and howls-the walker said Soca was rambunctious but would take her on! Wow-between my Farah Fawcet do and Soca's return to a walking beagle rather than a stationary sedentary one-i was completely beside myself!  So all in all a good day minus the feeling of my ankle being on fire all day-it was a good day.

Life is unpredictable...

Monday January 23rd, a day to be etched in my memory forever. It was not a typical day.  The past year I had a year of "ME"-having been laid off from my TV promo producing job after 10 years, I decided to take time out and regroup. I had days filled with coffee chats with old friend catch ups, long 10K walks along the lakefront everyday with my chocolate beagle Soca, stess free days with no one to tell me what to do, it was a chance to enjoy my life and truly appreciate time to rest my mind, body and spirit. Once November hit though, got my confidence and mojo back and decided to actively seek work-my husband Gary needless to say was relieved and happy with this decision! As 2012 rang in-employers were starting to call and I was going for interviews. Back to that fateful day....Monday...I had got a new outfit and was ready to conquer the world and this job prospect with all guns loaded. My husband drove me to the interview which went well. I jumped into the car and we were talking about the interview and how our day later on would unfold.  Suddenly from nowhere, a large pick up truck made an illegal left turn as we were going straight and we hit it head on! My car switched direction after and we hit another mini van head on sitting waiting for light to change. Thankfully no one was killed. Smoke came into my car and I grabbed the door handle and attempted to step out for fresh air but realized my right foot did not seem to be connected so I collapsed on the road from shock. I thought my husband had died but there he was asking me if was okay-did I ever say an husband can look like an Angel sometimes? I told him could not move. The ambulance came and separated us as I was rushed to hospital. The paramedic handed my cell phone from my husband so that we could stay in contact. Thank God for cell phones. This was one of the most scariest moments in my life. So the story of Broke Ankle Mountain begins....one broke ankle as I was soon to find what was the end result  and one mountain to climb as I chronicle the days and months ahead of this crazy journey that lies ahead of me. As you read on-just remember each and everyday to hug someone, love someone, help someone and never go to sleep angry-it might just be your last day on earth.....fortunately it wasn't mine so I can keep blogging....