Had my second post op doctor visit on 10/30. It was 23 days after the surgery. I was hoping to get the cast off and to be able to walk but it wasn’t going to happen this visit.
I got to the doctors office (4th floor) to only find out I was supposed to have the x-ray done first so it was off to the lobby again. Once the x-Rays were done it was back off to the fourth floor.
As far as my recovery there was very little pain in this two week cycle. What pain I had was bearable. The worse pain I experienced was definitely in the 3 days after surgery.
Once there they rolled me into the cast room and removed my cast. YES!!! Damn I needed that. Then the doctor removed the 25 stitches. The doctor had to place a screw horizontally to attach the replacement ankle to my leg and he doesn’t want me putting weight on it yet. However he did remove the cast and put me in a walking boot. I guess you can say I am half way where I wanted to be. So far the worse pain was the 3 days following surgery. The boredom really sucks but all in all the experience hasn’t been too bad but that is still dependent on how well the surgery worked to end my constant pain. Time will tell.
As we grow older it is inevitable that we will face the fact that those tasks in life that we were able to do are no longer within our capabilities. Believe me it is a hard pill to swallow. Unfortunately we tend to refuse to recognize this. We are in denial and keep telling ourselves we can do it. By choosing this path we don’t always do what is best and prolong the inevitable. Just recently I found myself guilty of doing this very thing.
In 2003 I became a full time farrier. I built my business up to a point where I was doing around 1400 head of horses a year or roughly 30 head a week. During the summer you would find me under horses six days a week. During this time I saw so many horses that were never trained and wasting away in a pasture. Something I said I would never do, or so I thought.
I had purchased a cutting horse bred filly. She was quite the handful but managed to break her and had her going well under saddle. I lost her in a divorce and figured I would never see her again.
I began having breathing problems and my energy levels suffered immensely. This was a part of my life for three years, off and on. Finally I couldn’t go anymore. My “get along” had got up and left. It turned out I was bleeding to death internally. My body only had a third of the blood it needed circulating through my veins. The whole time I was struggling to stay under horses to make my living. The doctor told me he had no good explanation as to why I was still alive and that there was probably some damage done to my organs. To make a long story short I recovered but my pulmonologist informed me she thought I had some lung damage. It was evident in my shortness of breath and lack of energy.
Then one day I was given the opportunity to buy my filly, now a mare, back. She had a filly on her side. I brought them home thinking I would break the filly. My health issues changed everything. I kept telling myself I would get better and have the horse I had always dreamed about.
Unfortunately I was in full blown denial. I was becoming one of those people I had always despised just letting her talents go to waste.
Then in January I lost my beloved ride dog Kate. Reality slapped me square in the face. I wasn’t being fair to my filly. At the same time I was wrestling with the realization that I was no longer able to do what I could once do.
I finally admitted my training days were over and I made some phone calls. Some very good friends who I knew would give them both a good home, agreed to take them. They are going to use the mare for breeding and break the filly. I guess it is only fitting that the mare would be the last horse I would break.
The picture at the top was taken Friday morning on our way into town. I had no idea it would be our last ride together. Somehow I think she knew it was.
Poor Kate was a victim of bad breeding. She had hip dysplasia and when she reached a year old surgery was performed. She recovered well. As a pup she suffered from crystals in her urine. They were quite painful.
This picture was after we brought her home from surgery. She slept on the couch after surgery and I slept on the floor beside her.
There are so many memories. I have never felt alone in my life but today I for the first time feel alone. RIP my precious girl.
” The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss and have found their way out of those depths. – Elisabeth Kubler-Rossi
Life is a series of curveballs. It seems it is going to smack you head on then at the last minute turns away from us leaving us confused and perplexed wondering what’s next.
Was it fate or was it a well orchestrated move by a higher power? Was it’s purpose to wake us up or a warning of what’s to come or to prepare us for future events?
In life there are times of celebration, struggle and failure. Nothing in life is guaranteed. Death is the only certainty in life. Rich or poor we all face the reality of death. There is no guarantee that there will be a tomorrow. We are responsible for writing our own book of life.
Life should be lived to its fullest. Every day we are given should be celebrated. Be thankful for every day you are awarded.
Fill your heart with love and joy. Don’t entertain drama or negative thoughts for they are only poison to the spirit and void of any usefulness. Depression feeds on drama and negativity robbing one of a joyous and productive life.
Don’t wish your life away on material things. Be thankful for who you are and what you have. It could always be worse even if you hit rock bottom.
Stay focused on the positive things in your life. Be kind to everyone even if they aren’t to you. Don’t be quick to judge them because you know not the demons they may be facing in their life. Never blame someone else for your mistakes. Accept the responsibility of your decisions. Never doubt yourself or your abilities.
“If there is no struggle, there is no progress.” – Frederick Douglas
Always believe in yourself and love who you are. Know that you can overcome any obstacle in front of you on the road of life. None of us are immune to hard times. Learn to overcome them and learn from your mistakes. Be victorious in your struggles.
I am not going to sugar coat it. Life can be a tough row to hoe. Determination is an essential element of life to help you win the battles you face. Your struggles build character and how you confront them will determine if you will be happy or miserable.
The above is just my opinion of life from what I have learned in my 65 years. I hope life is good to you and your life is full of love, happiness and joy.
Pain can change many things in a person’s life. It can have a big impact as to the outcome of your life.
“We cannot be more sensitive to pleasure without being more sensitive to pain ” – Alan Watts
Pain can be a gut wrenching experience. It can cause someone to give up and hope that death comes knocking on their door. It can turn one to drugs, alcohol, self mutilation. It can totally destroy your life if you let it. It’s in your hands as to whether you overcome it or fail. It’s not an easy road. The road is filled with jubilation, disappointment, setbacks, trials, tribulation, and heartbreak. Once you become determined and overcome the pain you will be rewarded by cruising down the road of jubilation.
“We can alleviate physical pain, but mental pain, grief, despair, depression, dementia – is less accessible to treatment. It is connected to who we are – our personality, our character, our soul if you like. –
People have many different ways that they cope with pain. It doesn’t matter how you handle it as long as your method is successful. If you find that you can’t do it by yourself then please don’t be afraid to seek help and get counseling. It doesn’t mean that your weak it means you are smart enough to understand that you can’t go it alone.
It can be pain caused from losing someone close to you to death. It can be a divorce or break up. Being bullied can cause unimaginable pain. They all have one thing in common. That is that you can overcome any one of them.
“To truly laugh, you must be able to take your pain, and play with it.” – Charlie Chaplin
“Life is short. You have to be able to laugh at our pain or we never move on.” – Jeff Ross
We become a prisoner of pain until we learn to let go and move on with our lives. We have to refuse to hold on to pain while releasing fear and hurt. You can use this new energy to start a new chapter in your life instead of letting it hold you back.
“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.” -Norman Cousins
I remember the first time I read this quote. I was completely blown away. Can you say profound? I mean wow. Just wow!
How many of you have had that “something” die inside you? Were you devastated? Did you feel your life was in a downward spiral out of control? Maybe you didn’t feel any of these. People handle things quite differently. I still remember that day “something” died inside of me.
It was my freshman year of high school. I had always loved art. I had been told that I was talented and should consider taking some classes to hone and fine tune my artistic skills. I decided to enroll in an art class. I was going to pursue a career in art..
Classes began and I couldn’t wait to immerse myself into the class and learn everything I could to make myself a better artist. Things were going pretty good and I was excited that I could see improvement in my work. Then it happened. One thing I could never draw was people. I struggled at it. I was sure that my art teacher could take me under his wing and explain to me what I was doing wrong and teach me how to draw people. Wrong! Not that teacher any way.
I was asked to stay after class one day. That is when I got the wind knocked out of me. My teacher asked me if I was serious about an art career and I said absolutely and I told him I realized drawing people was my weakness and that I was going to work hard to overcome that. Then he looked me in the eyes and asked me, “Why are you wasting mine and your time? You are obviously never going to get anywhere with it and you should find something else to spend your time on.”
I was dumbfounded. I had all these people telling me I should consider an art career and the art teacher is basically telling me that I suck at it. I was devastated to say the least. I finished the art class and pretty much gave up. I had friends that tried to encourage me to start drawing again but “something” died inside me that day and would never surface again.
“Follow your passion. be prepared to work hard and sacrifice, and, above all, don’t let anyone limit your dreams.” – Donovan Bailey
I don’t blame the teacher. I blame myself. He might have gave up on me but I should have never gave up on me. I should have worked harder and kept my dream alive. I let my dream fade and did nothing to stop it. Lesson learned.
Thanks for reading. Be kind to one another, share the love and God Bless you one and all.