TRAPPED....

      On 3/31/2016  my husband and i took Boo, my beautiful white, service pit bull for one of our daily walks, we walk her several times a day for about an hour each walk. Out of an alley came a stray pit bull, she was charging Boo and jumped her. Without hesitation we joined the fight until, in pain, i blacked out. Finally she was free. Carrying me home i came to, blood was everywhere. We were drenched in blood, looking over Boo's various bites we decided to take her to the vet but i couldn't walk on my foot. Calling my in-laws they took her and my husband and i went to the emergency room. My husband had gotten forty two stitches on his arm's, hands and fingers. My turn, i was admitted, to the orthopedic floor. A surgeon came in and informed me i had dislocated two bones and severely fractured a third bone, a LissFranc fracture on top of my right foot and surgery was needed to place screws and pins, also they had to reattach the tendons, muscles, so on....After seven days i went home with eleven stitches and strict instructions not to bear weight, oh yeah a fancy walker. So i thought no biggie, this was nothing compared to what I've been through. OH MY GAWD I WAS NEVER MORE WRONG. This was fucking pure pain. I asked ol' blue eyes for a soda, that's when i first felt a twinge of guilt. If i needed anything i got it myself. It got to be pure torture, so i decided fuck this so i got my ass moving, i was trapped and pissed off, i hated asking for anything, I've never relied on anybody, i was not dealing very well and felt guilty as hell. Two weeks later i got a purple non weight bearing cast, for three month's i couldn't bear weight. When i got home i was movin and groovin. O'l blue eyes started walking Boo when his stitches came out, i couldn't go on my beloved walks, i was truly trapped, no way out. I never felt more helpless in my life. Three months later i had my second surgery to remove the hardware, two weeks later  i got my Boot, finally, however i hurt and i mean agonizing pain and i hated taking the pain pills so o'blue eyes would coax them down the hatch they went in November the boot came off. I forced myself to go further, sometimes o'l blue eyes would have to go get the car, i hated being a burden however it gave me  time to face that fear. Eventually i went into solitude, a peaceful place but i can't paas up an opportunity to learn, face my fears and rise above fear. I'm still hard at work but i can't hide forever. See I've learned to dance between the rain drops. I missed DU something awful and all my friends on here the only true friend's i have, actually the only friends i have and i can proudly say that!

      { I know this is extra long and most wont read this but i had to explain why i disappeared. Simply put, i adore this safe haven!}
Love and respect,
SURVIVOR