lisaski
Certified Ski Diva
Hi,
It was a beautiful spring day. I was in Tahoe alone on this weekend. I skied the steep groomers at Squaw Valley in the morning until the snow softened up. Before lunch, I started hitting some of my favorite runs - North Bowl off of Headwall, the Funnel, a run on Granite Chief. Then I thought Silverado would have the soft snow. It gets a lot of morning sun. I went there with the intent on doing the bump run under the lift, but saw very soft snow that is lightly tread on above the cliffs, skiers right of the lift line. I felt confident and excited to find such soft snow. So, I took off with the intent of ripping up the steeps. I skied it much too aggressively (heavy on my tips) and one of my skies went too deep in the soft snow. It tripped me up and I fell into a slide skis first straight toward a large exposed rock. I tried to arrest my slide by jamming my left ski into the snow. It stuck fast just above the rock, catapulting my body into the air and twisting my lower leg. I felt my left leg break just before my skis released. I flew over the rock and was now sliding head-first toward the cliffs about 200 feet below. I was able to roll on my back to get my feet below me and used my right boot and hands to slow my slide to stop. It was a super scary fall. People on the lift in the distance yelled to see if I was okay. I said no and asked them to call ski patrol. I called my partner on my cell phone while I was waiting for ski patrol and told her that I think I just broke my leg.
Ski Patrol was awesome! I was stuck in such a steep area that they had to dig a ledge in the snow to put the sled on. It took three of them to guide the sled through the steeps to the lift below. I was in the clinic at the base in about an hour. By then, the pain was awful, but bearable when I kept my leg still. The xrays showed that I really had a severe break extending from my ankle joint through the middle of my fibula all the way up past my shin. My tibia was broken just below the knee. The nurse in the clinic was awesome. She was very concerned that I was four hours from home alone with only me to rely on to get me home. I was intent on getting home and through my will, I just told her that if they could splint my leg really good that I could make it home. She gave me an injection of an anti-inflammatory that has a non-narcotic pain reliever. It took the edge off enough to allow me to drive myself home with a broken leg. Believe me, I am no hero. But, when I find myself in a position where I have to count on me to get me to a safe place, I somehow find the courage. That night, I had vicodine to help me with pain. But, everytime I fell to sleep, I would relive the experience of sliding toward those cliffs and I would move my legs having the pain wake me up. It was awful. I'm still scared when I think about it.
I had surgery two days later. They had to implant a nine inch long metal strip with fifteen screws along my fibula to put the bones in place for healing. That was over two weeks ago. Pain is subsiding. I still have to keep weight off of my left leg for four more weeks. I'm doing okay for the most part - healing well. I have emotional scars though. How do I deal with that? I'm hoping that in time, I'll get my confidence back. I've been afraid to leave the couch/bed.
Skiing is such a huge part of my life. I'm obsessed with the sport. I love it and can't live without doing it. The day I got hurt was my 34th day of skiing this season. Most of my days were in Utah. It's been an awesome season.
Have any of you come back from this type of injury? If so, I would love to correspond with you. To me, one of the worst parts of breaking my leg like this is the uncertainty of whether I will be able to ski again the way I used to. I want to be able to enjoy off-piste skiing on steep terrain again. It seems so scary to me now to imagine me ever returning to the type of terrain that I have typically skied.
Lisa
It was a beautiful spring day. I was in Tahoe alone on this weekend. I skied the steep groomers at Squaw Valley in the morning until the snow softened up. Before lunch, I started hitting some of my favorite runs - North Bowl off of Headwall, the Funnel, a run on Granite Chief. Then I thought Silverado would have the soft snow. It gets a lot of morning sun. I went there with the intent on doing the bump run under the lift, but saw very soft snow that is lightly tread on above the cliffs, skiers right of the lift line. I felt confident and excited to find such soft snow. So, I took off with the intent of ripping up the steeps. I skied it much too aggressively (heavy on my tips) and one of my skies went too deep in the soft snow. It tripped me up and I fell into a slide skis first straight toward a large exposed rock. I tried to arrest my slide by jamming my left ski into the snow. It stuck fast just above the rock, catapulting my body into the air and twisting my lower leg. I felt my left leg break just before my skis released. I flew over the rock and was now sliding head-first toward the cliffs about 200 feet below. I was able to roll on my back to get my feet below me and used my right boot and hands to slow my slide to stop. It was a super scary fall. People on the lift in the distance yelled to see if I was okay. I said no and asked them to call ski patrol. I called my partner on my cell phone while I was waiting for ski patrol and told her that I think I just broke my leg.
Ski Patrol was awesome! I was stuck in such a steep area that they had to dig a ledge in the snow to put the sled on. It took three of them to guide the sled through the steeps to the lift below. I was in the clinic at the base in about an hour. By then, the pain was awful, but bearable when I kept my leg still. The xrays showed that I really had a severe break extending from my ankle joint through the middle of my fibula all the way up past my shin. My tibia was broken just below the knee. The nurse in the clinic was awesome. She was very concerned that I was four hours from home alone with only me to rely on to get me home. I was intent on getting home and through my will, I just told her that if they could splint my leg really good that I could make it home. She gave me an injection of an anti-inflammatory that has a non-narcotic pain reliever. It took the edge off enough to allow me to drive myself home with a broken leg. Believe me, I am no hero. But, when I find myself in a position where I have to count on me to get me to a safe place, I somehow find the courage. That night, I had vicodine to help me with pain. But, everytime I fell to sleep, I would relive the experience of sliding toward those cliffs and I would move my legs having the pain wake me up. It was awful. I'm still scared when I think about it.
I had surgery two days later. They had to implant a nine inch long metal strip with fifteen screws along my fibula to put the bones in place for healing. That was over two weeks ago. Pain is subsiding. I still have to keep weight off of my left leg for four more weeks. I'm doing okay for the most part - healing well. I have emotional scars though. How do I deal with that? I'm hoping that in time, I'll get my confidence back. I've been afraid to leave the couch/bed.
Skiing is such a huge part of my life. I'm obsessed with the sport. I love it and can't live without doing it. The day I got hurt was my 34th day of skiing this season. Most of my days were in Utah. It's been an awesome season.
Have any of you come back from this type of injury? If so, I would love to correspond with you. To me, one of the worst parts of breaking my leg like this is the uncertainty of whether I will be able to ski again the way I used to. I want to be able to enjoy off-piste skiing on steep terrain again. It seems so scary to me now to imagine me ever returning to the type of terrain that I have typically skied.
Lisa