Third week post op labral tear surgery

Monday I was not cleared to go back to work so just went to therapy and worked from home. I didn’t feel too bad, just sore and muscles tight.

Tuesday my husband drove me up the doctor, and I had a couple xrays. Everything looked good, and he said I could take off my brace and crutches next week. He also cleared me to drive as long as I felt okay. I was happy, and decided since I had my husband with me, I would try to drive, and if it didn’t work out then he could take over. Well when I was at the truck I was up on the curb, and I had my front door open. When I tried to get off the curb I lost my balance. I started to put pressure on my left leg, so I leaned forward and didn’t

catch myself. I ended up faceplanting into the truck. I caught my face on the steering wheel, but I didn’t hurt my hip thankfully. I went home and iced it.

Wednesday I went back to work, which that was a long day and definitely was sore that night. I was still on crutches and my brace so my muscles were pretty tight.

Thursday went to therapy and didn’t do too much as I was pretty sore from the day before. I started walking with my crutches as the doctor gave me 50% weight bearing status. I was slow and used the crutches but it made me feel like there was hope. When I got home I iced it. I still had a low grade fever and wasn’t able to multi-task.

Life on crutches part one

The first part of the struggles with being on crutches was gaining strength. Trying to walk very far took a lot out of me. It was also a challenge getting up and down stairs, in and out of stores, and just doing regular tasks.

I was blessed having horses so my upper body strength wasn’t too bad, but some muscles you just don’t use.

In the beginning, I had someone carry everything for me, from food to laptop for work. It was December 1 when I was put on crutches so of course, I couldn’t help decorate for Christmas.

Having to sit around while other people took care of my animals, decorated for Christmas, and did things for me I was unable to do at the time, bothered me. I had a some pity parties, got frustrated, cried, and withdrew at times.

My hunting season was not great either as I didn’t get to hunt much. So not being able to help provide meat in the freezer was a downfall as well.

I wanted so much to just go about my life with no worries, but there I was limited. I started thinking of all the things I couldn’t do, and what I was missing out on. I just felt helpless.

I couldn’t jump on the trampoline, couldn’t walk my horse, couldn’t go to BBR

Finals although I qualified. I was upset because I had a chance to be top 10 in my horses division, but due to the wreck I had to stop riding horses until I was cleared. I started getting grumpy and withdrew.

Then of course my husband stepped in and he allowed me to have a breakdown, pity party, or whatever you want to call it. I cried and afterwards I felt so much better. I then turned to God for answers and realized that although my current situation was tough, it was not who I was, I am no quitter.

I am really good at talking with God when things are going good, but I have struggled with getting closer to him when I struggle.

I started thinking of all the positives, and found a way to carry my computer for work. I didn’t give up and got my horse to lead him with my crutches. I figured out solutions to a my problems that I could address.

I had my kids take turns going to the store with me so I could shop instead of my husband, unless it required heavy lifting.

I spent time with my horse just brushing him while on crutches. My barrel horse was in the barn, so I had to have someone catch him and turn him loose in the pasture for a little bit then put him back up. I tried leading him with the crutches but I would hit his leg and it wouldn’t work out. I never gave up though and kept trying! One day we both figured out how to manage with me on crutches. That was a “winning” situation, and I felt so independent and happy!

I wrote in a journal to release some frustrations and challenges.

I learned how to carry plates, and drinks with my crutches and managed to get in and out of the shower by myself.

Now it was hard when I got my letter for BBR finals and had to just throw it away. But I prayed about it and came to the conclusion there was a reason for me not going.

Well during the BBR they had a bad storm and they didn’t get to perform all days and some trailers were tipped over. So God protected me from that.

God has showed me different things along the way. I read the whole bible front to back then started picking it apart to really understand it. This helped me out and the books of Job and Esther stuck out to me.

Esther was born to do something great, although she was scared and didn’ know how.

Job had so much faith, even after loosing everything. He never gave up!

They both were rewarded for the love they shared for God and doing what was right, even when it was hard.

I missed out a lot with my girls, husband, and horses. But I did grow. I grew spiritually and physically.

Through physical therapy I gained strength and different excercises to keep my strength and get stronger than before.

Spiritually I grew closer to God, and opened my eyes. I learned patience, perseverance, hope, and faith the hard way. I learned that no matter what God is close to the broken hearted and he does provide. Although I already knew it, he reinforced it.

I made it through, and after months of being non weight bearing my fracture started to heal.

I was able to get off crutches and had an injection in my hip. The doctor wanted me to continue excercising and gaining strength so when or if I need surgery, I will be strong enough. He said recovery would be easier that way. It was kind of a relief I would be off crutches for summer.

Dirt Bike Wreck

So when I was out of high school, I decided to ride a dirt bike. It looked like fun and I loved doing things, “girls shouldn’t”! I was fearless and not scared of showing the boys up!

At the time I had a track right down the road that everyone would go ride at. One day when everyone was at my house riding dirt bikes, I hopped on one. Now granted they were all racing dirt bikes, and I didn’t wear a helmet. For one no one had one that would fit, and I also didn’t think I needed it.

I was doing really good and they said to, “Give it gas and put it in the next gear”. So of course I did. Well it was fine til I gave it more gas and got thrown back and locked my elbows. I was full throttle and couldn’t let go!

I didn’t scream but had no clue what to do. The first landscape timber I went over and landed fine. Even the second one I made it over without crashing.

After the second I looked up and saw a brick house less than 20 feet away, and managed to go another direction. But when I did, I failed to see the tree stump.

I hit the stump and tumbled, and blacked out for a little bit. When I came to, my head hurt a little, but hand felt funny. They told me to go lay down so went in the house. I think I blanked out again.

Afterwards I looked at my left hand and it was froze in a c shape close to my chest. My right elbow, I was unable to move, and head hurt. I decided to go to hospital.

The first hospital I went to, they took one X-ray and said I sprained it and wrapped me up. The next morning my dad was not happy and took me to another one.

That morning I had surgery as I completely shattered my left hand and cracked my right elbow. Plus I had a concussion. The doctor put 3 pins in my hand and a cast.

My right elbow they said I could wear a sling but nothing else really due to location. But I did end up with nerve damage due to the wreck. I also couldn’t go more than 90 degrees with the elbow.

It made it hard to drive a standard, with the cast and my right arm, and even had to sell my bow.

I was pretty disappointed but managed to continue on. I never gave up on getting another bow. I even kept trying over the years to pull other people bows back.

I  finally managed to pull one back and will continue my story at a later time.

Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Mathew 19:26

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