This post is a little bit more personal than my usual fare. I’ve been going through a really tough time recently. After dislocating my knee in August, I assumed that I would be recovered pretty quickly.
That didn’t happen. Instead three months on I am still wearing a knee support, I can’t walk for more than a couple of minutes and getting to and from places is impossible unless I am driven there. I’m not living my life at the moment, and it’s really horrible.
I have been trying so hard to keep positive, but that is a really hard thing to do. If there is one thing I’ve learnt from this experience, I will never ever again underestimate the ability to walk.
A few weeks ago, I was at my lowest point. I could barely walk down the stairs in my house, I couldn’t shower and I was in so much pain. If there is one word to describe how I was feeling, it was sad. I felt so stuck, and so alone and just spent. I had no energy anymore – I didn’t want to read, and I didn’t want to write, or watch a movie or do anything. I just felt so uncomfortable.
And then I picked up Harry Potter.
Now I, like most people, LOVE Harry Potter. I have read and re-read the books at least once a year since I picked up the first one when I was 7. I fell in love with the world so completely as a child, and when I think Harry Potter I really (and cheesily) think of all my favourite memories. Each year I FORCE myself to wait until Christmas to read them, because even I think reading HP twice a year is a bit obsessive.
But this year, I couldn’t wait till Christmas. I was at such a low ebb that I just needed to immerse myself in something that had absolutely nothing to do with dislocated knees. I needed to read something happy, and familiar and without even thinking about it I had opened up The Philosophers Stone.
Whenever I’m going through a hard time in my life, I always seem to turn to Harry Potter. I think it’s because I feel so at ease and at home reading them, and they make me me smile. You know how some people have comfort food that makes them feel better when they are down (my comfort food is DEFINITELY chocolate!) – well I think Harry Potter may be my comfort book, the one book I turn too when I feel down.
Now, I’m not saying that Harry Potter fixed my knee (wouldn’t that be magic?!) but I had something that I could concentrate on, something that I loved and a focus, and gradually over the last few weeks I’ve seen some progress. I’m no where near better, but with a little help from a wonderful physio I can now shower and walk up and down the stairs – there is still a long way to go and I am still having some rubbish days. but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
I’m not entirely sure what the point of this post was, maybe never underestimate the power of doing something you love. I LOVE reading, and I am pretty sure that HP has somehow contributed in bringing me back from the brink of being very, very sad indeed. So if you are injured, or ill, or just feeling rubbish and low and awful why not try doing what you love – whatever comfort is to you – reading, a movie, knitting, a large hot chocolate or a bubble bath. It may just cheer you up. 🙂
Have a fabulous weekend everybody!
Do you have a comfort read? What do you like to do when you’re down?