Life can change in a blink of an eye!

I was fun plus before my surgery. A very fit person, a Personal Trainer for ages, teaching all sorts of fitness classes, a passionate drummer, a sculptor with works in galleries, an aspiring bass guitar player, a gardener.... I used to spend quality time with my dog Henrix, having long walks with him on the beach... Fun! Things changed in a blink of an eye. An unfortunate injury put everything on hold. After the surgery I reached out for help and read all the infos available on the internet...not so helpful unfortunately! So I thought I may record my rehab path. Maybe, just maybe, this would help others! So this is what happened!

On 28th March, I broke my fibula. Just an unfortunate turn on my right foot and I fell down. I heard my bone cracking and the pain was just unbearable. I started sweating like a pig. Then the pain stoped and I thought I was able to stand up and walk. My girlfriends who witnessed the incident tried putting me back on my feet....but I fell again. Still on the floor, I called my husband and was taken in a wheelchair to the doc. Being in a wheelchair made me feel ashamed. I really don't know why. Maybe just because I needed help, me who never asked anyone anything before....not anymore!

 I was so strong and independent.The X-rays confirmed that I broken my fibula and I needed surgery. I live in New Zealand, in a little town with no hospital around. The closest is in Thames, at one and a half hour drive, and a bigger and better one is in Hamilton, at three hours away. I was back an forward these two hospitals for tree days. I've seen surgeons, I talked with people, I waited in emergency rooms, I had new X-rays. Finally, I was admitted in Hamilton hospital on Thursday and waited for my turn. I was hungry, thirsty and tired. Exactly as I should have been just in case the surgery was performed on the day. But it wasn't! On Friday however my name was called...and my whole life changed!