I was supposed to write this post a few days ago but more interesting topics came up first. I also want to share apart of my life to my readers because that's what I love to do. So this post is more of a vent, and also insight into my life. Here goes.....
Just recently I have began to shift things in my life. Taking a leap and starting a blog, also to generate some additional income I decided to take another step and start my own shuffle or line dancing class. Not the country kind of line dancing only because I have no idea how to do that, although I'm sure it wouldn't be that difficult to learn, however I am referring more to "The Electric Slide", "The Cha Cha Slide" "The Cupid Shuffle" etc. I LOVE doing those type of dances and I know a LOT of them. People do them everywhere, graduation parties, weddings, bbq's etc and I want to be able to teach men and women how to do those certain kinds of dances without feeling silly. Also, incorporating a little fitness in there. (I can definitely stand to lose a few pounds) so with that said this has been something that has been on my heart for some time and just recently I felt like I was released to do it. So I have been putting things in motion to start asap.
Welp, this past Sunday (the 16th)I was the victim of a slip and fall accident at my local convenient store. Okay, let me insert disclaimer, I have never ever fallen in a store before, and I am not one of those people that go into stores to fall and try and collect some sort of compensation. I am too dang big and too dang grown to be bustin' by butt (literally laughed out loud). But I am so serious. I hate falling, who does?...end disclaimer. Anyways, so as a result of this slip and fall, I believe to have seriously injured my ankle. I have been laid up all week long in a lot of pain. Thankfully it is not broken however I do believe something else is wrong with it. I can't be for certain because I have not gone to get it checked out. Partly because I lack insurance and the other reason is that I am moving this Saturday and I have to pack.
|This is what my foot has been looking like. Can we see the knot sticking out on the right side? Yea....that's not normal.|
So instead of me being mindful of my injury I am hobbling along trying to do what I need to do in order to move. I have to say I haven't been as successful as I had hope to be. So I do the only thing I know how to do. I call on my friends to help me, guess whose available........................NOBODY!!!! So I am now in a state of panic, helplessness, overwhelming state, crying mode, and down right down and out. "How could this have happened?" "How could I have been so stupid?" "How am I gonna teach my class?" "Maybe this is a sign I shouldn't be doing a class." This is my IMMEDIATE thought process, this accident was no fault of my own but in order for me to make sense of it I have to place blame, and that blame immediately goes to me. "If I didn't want what I wanted at that moment, maybe I wouldn't have fell." "Maybe if I walked around another area I wouldn't have fell." "Maybe had I bought a truck instead of an SUV I could move my own bed and not need any of those so called friends." Can you see where I am going with this?
I love my friends, they are truly like family to me and I know they love me and I know I cannot expect everyone to drop their life to come to my beckon call. I know this, but at this moment, I can't help but feel alone, and abandon. My current roommates only concern is that I am out of here by Saturday, she doesn't care that I am in serious pain, trying to get things done so that I can please her and be out, she doesn't care whether I have someone to help me move or not. It's frustrating and it hurts. As a human being and a woman you would think there would be some sort of compassion but there isn't. So, I sit in my room, I look at all the stuff that needs to yet be done, and I feel this sense of overwhelming-ness and I cry, and I cry and I cry. How did it get to this point?
|My week has looked like this, Blogging, rest, ice, compression & elevation also known as R.I.C.E or in my case B.R.I.C.E (smile) That medical education is coming back.|
Crying about it isn't going to make it any better but it's all I feeling like doing right now. At this point all I can do is pick myself up, stand up, pack and move my stuff. Bare the pain and make it happen, all the while praying I don't injury my ankle even more. It'd be nice to have a couple hundred dollars to pay someone to do this....
So as I rant and rave, I know it will all work out in the end...It has to and I have to believe that. Call me crazy but it's worked so far.
How many of you have felt the "Murphy's Law" anything that can go wrong will go wrong? Have you ever felt that sense of overwhelming-ness? Helplessness? How did you recover? As always, post your thoughts and comments below and thank you for reading my ridiculously LONG posts..I'll try to do some shorter ones (smile)
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