You know when you're feeling super motivated about life and you're really getting into your productive groove and enjoying life and then BAM Life comes round and give you a big smack in the face that brings it all to a halt.
Well that's what happened to me Monday night. I've had such an amazing summer and done so much, I'd just gotten my third job and I was ready to balance earning money and making making memories and adventures with my friends.
This was all put to a bit of a stop when I fell off a skateboard Monday night. I was learning to ride and had actually gotten decently good, and then as I went to get off the board which was moving pretty slowly I somehow cause a great amount of pain to my foot. Living by the idea of not seeking help as it's just the way my dads taught me I got my dad to collect me from the park and just sat at home on the sofa, But the pain got worse Tuesday morning, I couldn't walk and my foot was numb and felt like dead weight from the knee down.
Dad got home from work and rushed me to a&e where I found out I had cracked a few bones, and so got a cast put on it. This was a ridiculous downer as it meant I couldn't move or do anything really. Wednesday was a depressing slow day, stuck on the sofa in an empty house with no company and feeling absolutely awful. Thursday Morning I then received a call telling me I needed to come back into hospital as they had found some other issues with the ligaments in my foot.
I rushed in to then end up waiting 3 hours to be seen, once I was I was told the injury was actually a lot worse than first thought and I would need surgery, and even with surgery I was likely to experience arthritis when I was older.
As you can imagine this isn't something a 19 year old like me really wants to hear. But I was admitted to hospital, had another scan and was told I would have the surgery the next morning, and so spent the afternoon stuck in a hospital bed. The night was rough, I couldn't sleep and was woken up often for drips and other things. The at 4am I was told I'd be prepped for surgery, which was a stupidly slow process. I wasn't ready till around 6:30. I then was visited by the doctors, who I expected would tell me about the surgery, but no, was told that actually I didn't need surgery and the ligament issues I had been called in for were actually fine and would heal naturally. I then had to wait around from 8am till 4pm for staff to discharge me, After being told I was ready to leave at around 12.
And here I am back home writing this post, stressed, annoyed and in a giant foot cast.
I wasted Thursday and Friday being panicked for no reason.
This also meant I couldn't get blog posts sorted or other work things that I need to get done to earn myself a bit of a living, it was so infuriating that so much time and resources where wasted while I was wrongly in hospital.
So I'll be home bound and immobile for about 4 weeks the doctors told me, This is a lot of the 'core' part of summer, which is so upsetting, while my friends are out and enjoying themselves i'm stuck here feeling a little down and unmotivated.
I will at least be able to go out for my birthday still and will have the end of august to enjoy the rest of the Summer but I can't help but feel a little disappointed, Accidents are expected with skating however and that's something I have to deal with.
At the very least I get to boss people around and my friends are lovely enough to come visit me and have a chilled night at mine, so I don't feel to left out!
Jordine even has often to bring me up a Mcdonalds one day the babe.
Have you ever broken a bone that's really effected your motivation and drive?
Let me know down in the comments below!
Much love guys!