Strange as it might seem, and bearing in mind that it’s nowhere near healed yet, I’m actually glad I broke my collarbone! No, honestly, I am! It’s taught me a lot about myself and about the people in my life.
Before I get into that though, it’s important, as Craig McKenna pointed out when I was telling him about my idea to write this blog, that I put in a disclaimer. I am not advocating breaking bones as a personal development plan. No Siree!
Some good things that have happened: –
- I’ve learned what it’s like not to have full use of either my limbs or my faculties. Those painkillers muddled with my brain. I really didn’t like that. With one arm & hand out of action I’ve had to learn how to get by with one arm. Try putting on a sock, drying yourself after a shower, or cutting up your food.
- I’ve learned who my real friends are. Who’s taken time to get in touch, drop me a tweet or email, give me a call. Some people have pleasantly surprised me.
- I’ve had time to work on stuff I wouldn’t have done if I’d been at work. I’ve been working from home for almost 3 weeks now, and although I’ve been connected in to the office I haven’t had the interruptions I would have had if I’d actually been in Aberdeen. I’ve got loads of strategic & planning stuff done. Happy.
- I’ve learned that my pain threshold is a lot higher than I thought.
- I’ve had the will I / won’t I dilemma of commuting this past week in snow taken away. Snow? Ice? I’m staying put thank you very much. Ang actually told me NOT to come in!
I’ve also learned that life goes on. Almost from the moment I hit the deck, at 35mph, I had accepted that this would be a new experience and that I should embrace it. Once I got in that ambulance I felt safe, and thanks to the love and care of Joanna, Andy, Rebecca, and so many others I’ve felt safe ever since.
It’s been frustrating not being able to help around the house, or outside clearing snow. I just can’t. It’s not physically possible. I’ve resigned myself to simply being positive, encouraging, happy, smiley, and the provider of hugs (well, as much as you can with one arm!). I’ve also loved being here at lunchtime and having lunch ready for Jo when she gets home from work. Simple things.
A few people have said “are you not bored?”. Bored? I haven’t had the time! I got my routine of breakfast, coffee, catch up online, get a few hours work done, lunch, a bit more work, rest, dinner, catch up on emails / twitter / facebook, then it’s time for bed. I’ve actually got magazines & books that I thought I’d be able to read still sitting unopened in a pile. Bored? No chance!
Finally, I’ve been amazed by some lovely people who have kept my spirits up when I’ve been having a bad day. My family, that goes without saying. But I’ve also realised that I’ve made some great friends this past year and who have been amazing these past few weeks. At the top of the list is Mr John Hunter, @YthanJohn. He broke his collarbone back in August at a race I was at. First rider off in the prologue, John’s fork sheared as he crossed the finish line and down he went. Looked nasty & it was. John’s been a daily inspiration, cheers mate. He’s closely followed by my new twitter mates, the #mrbenn chefs Brian Barnes, Wilma Duff, Kev O’Neil, and Julie B. You guys rock.
As I said, I’ve accepted this as a learning experience and it’s taught me loads! As the saying goes, “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”.