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My first pregnancy with my daughter i experienced pretty much no issues.

But with my son i fell down the stairs at home when i was 22 weeks pregnant . I was rushed to hospital stayed overnight then had surgery the next day as i had broken my ankle in three places which required eight pins in my ankle/foot bones as well as being left with a horrible scar still 1 & a half years on. I also was being seen at the hospital fortnightly as i had a thyroid problem playng up whilst i was pregnant. So it would be fortnightly visits for either a broken ankle checkup or thyroid issues.

And as i dont drive only my partner does i had to hobble down to preschool on crutches for two weeks before being put in an ankle boot. It wasn’t easy at all besides being pregnant. Oh and did i mention we have five sets of six stairs to get up to our apartment { apparently if it were one more level it would have a lift in our building} Si it would take me so long to get up the stairs . For the first two weeks i did not leave the house & i lost a lot of confidence in myself. As i always have been independant & feeling like i had to rely on the few people in my area that i know and trust was had to accept for me.

But i know there are always people in worse situations.

Whenever i see somone in a wheelchair or hobbling along on crutches or in a boot or leg cast i remind my five year old daughter to be thankful you have two legs. That you can run- walk – shower-bath-play or be independant as people can sometimes forget how it can be like for those people that may be permanently injuered or have a disability.

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Posted by scarlettpascoe, 21st February 2013