Holly’s Blog

Have you seen Wes’s blog? You might want to stop and take a look.

Ok, Are you caught up on the big collision today? Our instructor said he’d never had someone do that quite like that, until now. I’ll be alright. Just to clear the record… I was ahead of Dad and lower on the slope, giving me the right of way. Dad just plowed down into me. We were both making our parallel turns, just in opposite directions. I didn’t see him until he was nearly on top of me. He was watching his feet instead of where he was going. My knee (versus his ski boot) took the main hit. I went low, he went over. The deal was we were on a pretty decent slope so he caught some air before he hit the ground, on his shoulder. I was hurting, but I knew I was okay. Dad was just laying there so I yelled down to him to see if he was okay. It took him a few moments to respond. Ack! Long moments. His shoulder hurt, but he was alright. That was our last run down before lunch. When we went home I grabbed some food, some snow in a ziploc to ice my knee, and set myself up on the couch for the rest of the lunch break. I had a goose egg on the side of my knee, but other than that I was fine. Dad, however, had a great big long knot on the back of his shoulder. He called me to come take a look… when he rotated his arm in you could feel something was kind of popping out of place. Opps! His clavicle and all seemed ok, and he could move his arm all around, but it was painful and something wasn’t right with that shift you could sometimes feel. Long story short… I went back to hit the slopes while Dad went to the medical center (conveniently located just off of the slope :D). Result was he had a torn (level 3, the highest level) acromioclavicular ligament. Basically he dislocated his collarbone from where it connects to your shoulder, totally. Skiing days are over for Dad. Good news is, he’s in a sling for a few days, but will be back to normal in a week or two. I ,on the other hand, went on to hit the blue slopes, level 5!!! I still fell every now and then, but no total wipeouts. Some of those slopes still scare me… I have more fun on the easier ones where you don’t have to worry about dying if you mess up :D.

Okay, it sounds horrible, but it’s still a great sport. When you’re hitting them all right and things are just flowing, man, it’s a great feeling. So I went up to 10,540 feet today. I tell you, it’s fine up there! I’ve discovered that you can fairly accurately judge the temperature by the amount of snot your nose makes :D. It’s absolutely true… stop laughing, or curling your nose in disgust. It was so warm today, my nose hardly ran at all, as opposed to Sunday when it was like a faucet. One of the things you don’t consider when preparing for skiing.