I have been longing to sit down and just write all the thoughts which came to my mind throughout this month, but I simply never did it. Now I found this site and read many of your posts and felt that I had to do this, cause I feel that throughout this experience that is that of breaking my leg I have faced a lot of different emotions and mostly of all realized a lot of things.

All this happened on the 16th July 2009, after a normal day at work, I was going back home when I slipped the pavement and twisted my leg. I thought that this was a simple twist to the leg however as time passed by, my leg got worse, swollen and colourful as a rainbow :) Still, I thought that all this would go away since I was not in pain. Therefore I still managed to go back to work in the afternoon. However whilst I was at work my leg was aching and I looked at it to see that, that colourful rainbow became a fusion of purple and black. I quickly went to the policlinic. That was were I realized my fifth metatarsal was broken and were my journey began...