Anyway, I'm not sure what happened next. I remember hitting a steep section and losing my balance. Before I knew it my skis had popped off and I was sliding at a pretty high rate of speed...on my back, head first...not good.
Then next thing I remember is hitting something hard...a tree, it turned out. I remember searing pain, and flipping into the woods. I got the wind knocked out of me and I noticed that I couldn't get up- also not good.
The ski patrol eventually found me, and after sliding down the hill on a backboard, riding a bumpy ambulance to Pocono Medical Center, getting a CAT scan, then getting airlifted to Lehigh Medical Center, X-rayed, scanned, poked and prodded, This is the deal: I broke 3 ribs and and numerous bones in my back, which means I need to wear a protective brace while not in bed, and now brushing my teeth is a major project, getting out of bed is a two person job, and I'm totally unable to work for probably most of this month, and probably won't be able to work 100% until about 3 months.
Financially this is a disaster, not even considering the massive medical bills that I plainly cannot pay, never mind even pay rent and bills and support payments coming down the pike, either...complete disaster.
But I'm not paralyzed, which is good. I should recover, and things will hopefully get less painful as time goes on. Life and hope, etc. etc....but it sucks, and I hurt, and I stink, and I'm bored and dizzy and pissed off at all the work I'm missing, all the strength I'm losing, all the things I can't do...
I'm not going to give up skiing, but I might want to take a lesson or two if I want to progress.
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