I'm Back!

It's been a while since I've written anything. So much has happened in my life since 2012. It seems I only have time to reflect on my life when I have no choice but to slow down. Usually, that takes the form of a health related issue.
Today I'm recovering from a fall down a flight of stairs, head first, of course, which resulted in a broken and dislocated elbow. At first I was thankful I didn't break my neck, then, as I always do, I imagine it will be nothing that a cast will fix and I'll be good as new in a couple of weeks. Of course as always this is never the result of anything I do. Forever the optimist, never as bad as it seems attitude has helped me overcome the worst situations, and taught me if nothing else Patience.
This accident happened because of my, I can do it! attitude. Let's take the stairs so I can get more steps on my Fitbit I think. Ummm, not such a good idea, as stairs and I have never been friends. I get cocky and think oh yes let's take the stairs like a normal person. I knew as soon as I stepped down what was about to happen. Yes, a slow motion fall, and a fleeting thought, God I'm going to break my neck. Just like that nothing more, no pictures flashing through my mind, no panic, just me falling in slow motion, and landing six steps down onto the landing by the apartment door.
Upon landing, immediately I  realized that something wasn't right. Not pain, just something didn't feel like it was in the right place. I knew I had broken my arm. Off to the hospital I went, only to find that I had broken my elbow also tore tendons and ligaments, which would require surgery. Ah, there's that dreaded word, SURGERY, oh how I hate that word. It unleashes feelings of hopelessness and fear in me. Unfortunately, this was not an elective.
So here I am two and a half months later recovering from my accident. I can finally use my fine motor skills enough to type, I can pick up small things. and each day I am getting better. The recovery process is slow and getting full use of my arm is going to take time. So I find myself searching for things to do on a daily basis to keep me busy as I can no longer work, for now. This is a new experience for me not being busy not getting up every day going to a job I love and feeling totally exhausted. It has been a difficult recovery so far, wanting to be independent and not be able to have been frustrating to say the least. Each day I have to find something to do to occupy my mind. I figure this is a good start.
Denise