Things have turned out pretty bad, as i write this blog at 3am from hospital. Its day 3 now. I had an operation on my arm as my humerous was snapped in two and all the ligaments twisted (maybe it could take a year to get feeling back), so they put a metal plate holding that in place, stappled my head closed with staples, put metal across my teeth as they were loose, and my back is fractured causing more pain than anything else but they not worried about that.
Maybe the lesson learnt is always ride your own lines dont try beating your boyfriend to the gnarly ones.
All I remember is going to fast to beat the sluff down then not being able to stop. I got bounced from both sides of the chute through the rock landing sitting upright but knocked out.
I thought i had lost my arm as i could only see part of my shoulder the rest was twisted behind me. The Heli was flown in and off i went to the krankenhous(its german for hospital) the name is appropriate as im beginning to get kranky in here. Tomorrow i go home and and and........................well do nothing. Im hoping to still make it to the FWQ competitions and support my boy.
It is so hard to accept injury when all you want to do is be on the mountain everyday. Im hoping in a few weeks i can be back on my board and take photos of people. Im so gratefull that things are not worse and im still here to write this.
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