It Is What It Is

Merry Christmas Eve, everybody!

As many of you know, last Christmas, I got engaged. For that reason, this Christmas has been a little bit difficult. I've been doing my best to keep my head up and not think about the "good" memories as bad ones, but it's tough.

The holiday season is supposed to be one where you appreciate what you have you show love for all the people around you with gifts. So, I'm toughening up and doing my best to not be selfish. I'm working hard at taking Christmas at face-value instead of all the crap I'm reading into it.

I'm really excited about some of the gifts I got for my family. I can't show them off now because many of those family members read my blog and I want it to be a surprise, but after Christmas, I will definitely post the cool things I picked out for everyone.

I am feeling a lot better now though. I believe it's because of someone I went out with. He's a completely new someone and if you follow me on Twitter, you probably saw that it went well. I can't remember the last time I had so much fun with someone. Now, I don't know that it will turn into anything beyond friendship, but it was so worth it.

It has made me feel so much better. I don't know why exactly, but I just feel like I'm...fixed. Like I was broken, and now I am fixed. It's helping me to put on a happy face this crappy Christmas season, and I most definitely needed help. So, whatever it was, will be, or won't be, it was worth it and that's all that matter, right?

So, that's all I've got for you today.

I hope that you all have a wonderful Christmas and a very Happy New Year.  May it be the best you've ever had.

I got broken once, so I'm going to go party to celebrate surviving it...

Well, the day is finally here. One year ago today, I got in the accident that changed my life forever.  Seems how I already posted about it, I won't be writing about it today. But if you missed it last week, feel free to check it out!

So go out on a bike ride, do a crazy awesome work out in the gym, drink a protein shake, and do a little dance for me today.  Maybe have a drink for me. I'm not old enough to, so someone will have to do it for me ;)
And if you do go on a bike ride, wear a freakin helmet! You don't want to end up with a brain like mine...I'm a bear of very little brain...

I'm going to a concert tonight to celebrate that I made it through this horrible accident.  It broke my arm, it broke my spirits, and it broke my heart, but there's good things ahead for me...good things.






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Almost A Year Later

Seems how today, I'll be linking up with the Walkabout, I thought I'd share something that has completely altered my life over the past year.

This is the Story of my broken arm. 10.16.2011

As many of you know, last year around this same time, I got in a mountain biking accident.

The day before I was to leave for Marine Corps Boot Camp, I went out for a bike ride with a friend.

Little did I know, we were going mountain biking. I didn't even take my helmet. (really dumb by the way. Just always wear your helmet if you're gonna be a bike...)

We put our bikes in the car, and drove to the trail. When we got there, we unpacked the bikes and started on the trail.

I had never been mountain biking and I was scared when it started to get steep. I took my feet off the pedals and walked my bike down the hill. The next little bit is fuzzy. I don't remember deciding that I was okay and I could start pedaling again. All I really remember is seeing a cement landing thing in front of me and flying through the air. I don't know how my arm broke. All I know, is that a concussion set it and I got really confused. I knew was that I was in pain and that was about it. I wasn't sure where I was, why I was there, or anything (Wear a freakin helmet!). I rode in an ambulance to the big hospital due to the brain injury. They were asking me a bunch of questions. I knew my name, my social, my mom's phone number and that I wasn't alergic to anything. That was about it.

 Also, I was asking all of the people in the ambulance how old they were and how long they had been doing their jobs. I was watching Grey's Anatomy at the time. I was afriad I was getting stuck my interns...

After all of the emergency room drama, I finally woke up in my own hospital room. I was still confused, but I knew a little bit better what was going on. My arm hurt. Bad. I was in a neck brace, and there were two IVs in my arm. For someone who has never stayed in the hospital, this was all pretty scary...

I was informed that I had crushed my radial head (elbow) and fractured a whole section of the radius.  Surgery was how they would fix it. Hardware. Joint injury. Disqualifiing.

That was all that I heard. It felt like my life was over. I was never going to be a Marine. I was never going to be in the military. I would never get to live that dream.

I was told that people don't recover from this injury. They never regain full range of motion. They never have the same strength. They don't join the military.

Well, I was lucky enough to be the exception. After extremely painful and emotion physical therapy, I had returned to almost normal. They took out all my hardware in January of this year. Now I have a pale scar and I'm stronger than ever. This injury has become the fuel behind my fight. I will never forget it and I will always let it be my reason to push forward and defy the odds. Because I know that I can.

I joined the Army in September. I chose to do that because it worked best for my relationship.

Little did I know, I wasn't going to have a relationship because I joined the Army...Funny how that works, but oh well.  I hope to be a Marine some day One way or another...I will figure it out.

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