You’ve no doubt heard the expression that if you “fall off the horse”, the best thing to do is to “get back on the horse again.” OK, that’s cute, we get it’s “insider meaning”, which refers to anything that you’ve done before that you’ve failed at for any reason, the best thing to do is to try again.
It’s a little subtler than that, too, of course. It also refers to things that you may have been doing and were interrupted from doing for events outside of your control. In other words, no so much that you failed at anything, but perhaps you were just stopped, for whatever reason.
So, this is my one-year celebration of pulling myself back on the horse – the horse of life. You see, one year ago, a team of surgeons, acting as a team of rehab experts that included a framer, a plumber, and an electrician, rehabbed me. They took my heart out, re-plumbed the feed lines, and put it back.
How I got to that point is anyone’s guess, and the team of cardiologists who looked at my heart muscle and say that it’s a strong as a horse’s, just the feed tubes got clogged. They believe that there is a large amount of heredity in that equation. Who knows, really.
I never actually fell off the horse, either. I stopped the horse, I said “something’s not quite right”, got off the horse, and sought assistance from my health-care coaches. No one forced me to “do” anything, but what they did do was make strong recommendations for that rehab I described above.
Once that was done, they told me to go home and let the automatic processes of the body rebuild the damage and the trauma caused by the surgery. Then I got handed off to another set of coaches that guided me back to re-building physically. Read More...