Hi there! This is the ninth day of my RRBC Spotlight blog tour. You can find details of all my stops here.
My other posts have detailed my life in summary, and have been pretty vague around the injury I suffered. Today, I would like to open that up a little more, if you would allow me.
I was supposed to be in hospital for a few hours, for routine surgery. My stay ended up lasting for ten weeks. And, the surgery turned out to be anything but routine. The doctor made a mistake, a bad one. My life changed not overnight, but in the course of an afternoon.
I remember, vividly, the moment I first awoke following my second (emergency) surgery. I had been warned, when they were putting me under, that I might not wake up. Because there are so many dangers inherent in being given large amounts of anaesthetic so close together. Not to mention, that I had been mistakenly given fluids and food just an hour before. I had also been warned that I should not expect to still have my right leg after the surgery.
When I came to, I found I had an Intravenous line going into my neck, into the blood vessels around my heart. I had I.V. bags galore hooked up to me, and wires and tubes all over the place. Five o’clock in the morning: I’d been in surgery for five hours this time. I still had my leg. But I couldn’t see it, because it was heavily bandaged from the groin to the foot. All I could see were blackened lumps that didn’t resemble toes at all, even though that’s exactly what they were.
The pain was tremendous. For two whole weeks they kept telling me to prepare to lose my leg. They took blood every single day for those fourteen days. I remained bed-bound, and could do very little for myself. Still, I felt incredibly grateful to be alive. I felt sorry for the surgeon who had done this to me, and I am grateful for that too, because I strongly believe that this compassion is what saved me from bitter anger. I could so easily have gotten stuck in that negative place.
As it turns out, I managed to keep my leg for a further three years, and then things just deteriorated too much. I made the decision to have it amputated in the hope it would give me a fresh start, help me to be more mobile, and reduce the horrific pain. That meant a further six weeks in hospital, and yet more gruelling physiotherapy, but hey—it was a chance.
The amputation proved only partially successful. My mobility is a little better, but not a great deal. I don’t fall over quite as much as I used to, but I do still spend a lot of time in the wheelchair. I live with tremendous pain every day. But, I’m stubborn. So, come what may, I jam my limb into that false leg probably more often than I should, and I walk. Not very well, admittedly, but I do it.
My friends have learned that it’s okay to laugh and joke around me, and it is common—when out drinking—to toss around comments about ‘being legless’! They are also used to me giving them my leg to take care of for a moment, while I sort myself out. I am sure to lookers-on that this might come as quite a shock: me taking my leg off all of a sudden and passing it to my neighbour! It’s so common-place for me now, that I do forget how it might affect others. Lol.
I would like to close with this quote I learned while I was living in the Buddhist Temple:
“No matter how hard, or heart rending, it is to live;
Do not wear a tearful face.
Let’s keep walking steadily,
And live out our lives.”
I might add: and with a smile on your face!
For information on my latest book, please read on.
Elemental Earth (Book 1 of The Mysteries)
Young Adult Fantasy Fiction
“You turned the god of gnomes into a garden ornament?”
Sarah looked closely, but couldn’t tell if her dad was annoyed or amused—perhaps he was both …
Whilst 15 year old Sarah may be struggling to regain her feet, after being ripped from her everyday mundane life and ending up in a whole new dimension, she still knows how to have a bit of fun along the way. The Earth Elemental isn’t the only one whose feathers she manages to ruffle, and it’s only been four days. Meanwhile, her best friend is missing, and big trouble is brewing. She soon has a lot more to worry about than what happened to her phone or iPod, or even how much of an idiot Caleb obviously thinks she is.
Elemental Earth is the first book in The Mysteries series, and is aimed at Young Adults.
Even if you’ve already reached an age where the young ones might call you ‘old enough’, if you’re still young at heart then you’re bound to enjoy these books just as much as the next—err—younger adult.
Age aside, perhaps we should be more worried about what further havoc Sarah’s antics might be about to wreak on the universe as we know it? We’d probably all be sleeping a lot more soundly if she’d only stuck to applied maths and the odd pillow fight. But no, sadly the lure of the proverbial rabbit hole proved just a tad too much. And now she’s taken the plunge, there’s no turning back.
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