One Year Ago Today
Wednesday, February 05, 2020
It was a warm winter day in New Jersey. It got into the 60s. We've had some warm weather recently, but nothing quite that nice. I was unemployed, but I had a phone interview scheduled later in the day, another one the following day, and an appointment with unemployment yet the following day. So things seemed somewhat promising.
In any event, because I wasn't working and because it was such a nice day, I decided to take the dog to the dog park. Strangely, I had just left home and realized that I forgot to brush my teeth. No problem, I thought; I'll be back home in another hour or so, and I'll do it then.
We got to the dog park, and Riley got super excited. She pulled so hard to get there that I fell and fractured my hip. I called my husband who left work to tend to me. Fortunately, the other people at the dog park were great. Two of them stayed with me until DH came, and someone kept an eye on Riley, who by then was having a great time romping around inside the park. The people who were with me tried to help me get up, but to no avail. I couldn't move. Next thing I knew, I was on my way to the hospital in an ambulance. DH took Riley home and met me at the hospital. I was diagnosed with the fracture and had a hip replacement the same day late in the afternoon. So much for brushing my teeth.
It is now a year later. It has been a long haul. I had terrible pain in my thigh from the implant that lasted about 6 months. Even though I was more or less ok within a few weeks (driving, moving around, etc.) it probably wasn't until August or so that I was really more like normal and even a little longer before I was back to my old self.
I was out of work for six months even though I was job hunting all along. While I was lying on the ground at the dog park, I contacted the recruiter to tell her that I would not be able to interview later that afternoon. I had the phone interview the following day, but I did not perform well. In retrospect I should have rescheduled it. I just couldn't find a job all spring. In some ways that may have been a blessing in disguise because I was sleeping a lot. Who knows if I could have done my work if I had a job. Finally at the end of June, I found a very short project (five weeks) and went back to work. I didn't like the project much, but it was good to get back. But I was back in the job hunt by the beginning of August. About a month later, I found a remote position. So I have been working from home since the end of September. And I must say, I love it!!! And I love the job itself. That is the first time in a very long time that I can actually say that. I am learning new things, and my boss seems to really like me. This is in contrast to my last real project, which my boss was constantly criticizing everyone. I don't know how long it will last. It is consulting, and it cannot last longer than two years unless the client (a very well-known bank) hires me. That does not seem likely. It actually feels like it might be a possibility, but it would be a very slim possibility. I think I am good for the rest of the year. I will take things one day at a time. I miss the social aspects of going to work, but working from home is so convenient. And in the last few years, my co-workers would work remotely even if the job wasn't officially a remote one. So I can't tell you how many times I would go to work and be practically the only one there. So much for socializing. And today my husband went and got a pneumonia shot because his boss has it. It is nice not to have to worry about that kind of thing so much. One negative is that I don't get nearly as much movement as I did when I was working and had long walks to the car, cafeteria, etc. I have to make a more conscious effort to exercise. It has to be low-impact. I use a rowing machine a lot, but I need more variety.
As for my mobility, I am thankful that I am walking unassisted without a limp. However, I am definitely not as fit as I was before the accident. And I worry that if I fall (assuming I don't break anything), I will not be able to get up unless there is something I can lean on for assistance. Not a problem at home; there are chairs and tables everywhere. But if Iwas outside this could be a problem. I want to get back to the point where I can get up from the floor by myself.
Thank you for hearing me out, my friends.