Last time I broke an ankle, I was 14 years old. Now I'm 18.
It was my left ankle. This time it's my right.
I got on a horse I shouldn't have, he bolted, and I bailed; this time, I was riding a horse I love and trust, and it was just an accident.
Then, I landed straight on my foot, and got an impact fracture; this time, I rolled it, and got a different kind whose name I can't remember.
Last time, I was in a walking boot but could put no weight on it; this time, no weight still but I got a cast.
Then, I was a horseless, horse-crazy kid about to start high school. I broke my ankle two days before I was going to a horse camp with my best friend. Now, I'm a horse-owning, horse-crazy girl about to start college; I broke my ankle during an eventing camp, two weeks before another clinic.
After the first time, my parents got me half a horse because they felt so bad and everything finally came into place; now, I certainly am not getting another horse, but I think I can talk them into buying me some cake. Hazelnut cake. Mmmmmm.
When I first had my broken ankle, I wanted badly to end up riding show jumping. Now, I'm steadily moving further into the eventing world and loving every minute.
Then, I was sad I missed camp, but I didn't mind sitting around a bunch and hopping. Now, I'm pining for riding but most of all I dislike my lost independence.
Then, I wasn't even thinking about driving. Now, I'm acutely aware that I broke my right ankle and thus can't drive.
Then, I loved horses but didn't know much. Now, I love horses even more, and still don't know much.
Funny how some things change and some don't :)
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I'm really sorry to hear about your injury. This really exemplifies the issue Mugs was blogging about a few posts ago, doesn't it? It doesn't matter how experienced or skilled you are, or how good your horse is, this stuff can happen.
Ankles are the worst (IMO). Although I've been fortunate to never have been seriously hurt riding, I did sprain my ankle very seriously in a rock climbing incident. I was 17 and showing off for boys, I deserved it and learned not to show off, lol. In my defense, the rock was wet. I strongly recommend you do any physio or other therapy asap, especially since you are young. I waited too long and it turned into a lifetime issue. Take care of yourself!
Ow. Ow. Ow.
Sorry about your injury. Guess you'll be blogging a lot, though, which is good. I just found your blog and really like it. I envy your experience and wisdom at such a young age. I'm probably older than your mom and a newbie.
Your post about consistent emotions was right on the money for me, especially in dealing with my gelding who thinks he's a stallion.
I'll be visiting your blog regularly. Keep up the great writing and sharing your insights.
Equus -- you're right, it really does illustrate that issue. I was riding a safe horse I completely trust, I was 100% in control, and I still managed to break myself. I'm definitely paying close attention to the healing process and will make sure to ask the doctor if there's anything special I need to do to ensure perfect health :)
Leah - I'm glad you're enjoying the blog. My mom came to it quite late in the game too, and she is still learning so much and improving in leaps and bounds; I took a quick look at your blog and it sure seems like you're on the right track!
Nice to hear you've got some books to occupy yourself with. Whenever the snow and ice takes over our ring and I can't ride, I take lots of time to study riding theory and horse psychology and I think it really does help!
Here's hoping for a speedy but thorough recovery!
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