We had just gotten back from the most amazing three day vacation at one of our most favorite places, the Breakers in West Palm Beach. We were all sun kissed and feeling super relaxed. We were home for about two hours. I was hanging out on the balcony with Chloe and Jake in fuzzy socks, which by the way, the socks have been donated now- I couldn’t look at them anymore it brought me back to that terrible place. Jake was hanging on me, pulled me over and I couldn’t catch myself. I slipped and I landed right on my left knee and immediately heard a crack. I couldn’t sleep that night I was in so much pain + the crack was haunting me! I was crying telling Chase we should move to Dallas as I knew I would need help in the weeks coming. My parents are there and are SO hands on.
I knew I broke something, I didn’t know what exactly. I told my friend I couldn’t take Jake to tennis the next day and she said to put arnica- I wished it were that simple. I went to the doctor the next morning, Dr. Andrew Hiller, who was amazing and so calm. The x-ray showed I had a broken knee cap. I couldn’t stop crying- it was as if I heard I was very ill. The doctor said it was a three week recovery! I was in a daze for the next week- my parents suggested that I really let my knee heal and not move around for one week. I didn’t want to take Motrin because the healing process slows down so I took a marijuana gummy and cried all day! I was talking to my best friend on the phone and just cried and cried. I clearly couldn’t take the gummy- while it made my knee feel better, I wasn’t mentally prepared. I was super sick in my 20s and it almost took me to that deep dark place. I wasn’t able to take my kids to school- pick them up, take them to extra curricular activities and I felt useless 🙁
I’m the most active person- I don’t lay in bed ever during the day. I’m always running around- walking around the Design District or Bal Harbour with a coffee or Matcha in my hand. During the pandemic Chase and I started walking Saturday mornings- it was our date time. That was taken away from us! This tiny almost insignificant fall taught me once again that health is the most important thing we have. Without it life doesn’t work. I’m thankful for my amazing husband who really stepped up his game and for friends who offered to help with pick-ups and drop offs.
Three weeks later and I am able to take my brace off- I was able to walk 6,900 steps yesterday- but who is counting! I can wear shorts dresses and jean shorts again! Excited I’m healed right in time for winter break and Jake’s 6th birthday this week!
What I learned the most during these three weeks is that 1) it’s ok to depend on friends for help 2) order take out food as much as you want- don’t feel guilty and 3) take it easy/rest and don’t forget to CHILL!
I really appreciate that biking shorts are so in right now because I felt super on trend at home in them!
Thank you all for you well wishes and for sending healing vibes. I am truly grateful and excited to wear my mini dresses and colorful Chanel flats:)
xo
Jenny
