I’m sitting here at Eric’s place in Truckee after an 8 hour drive, manic off of Norco pills, with a face full of blood and broken bone, all while struggling with a head full of demented memories. Was it worth it? Was I having fun? Did I do something stupid? Should I have done something different?
I’ve never been hurt before, but I’m assuming that every injured athlete goes thru exactly what I’m currently experiencing. Doubt. Asking yourself over and over if it could have been avoided. After all that I’ve been thru in the past 24 hours and after watching the film of our day yesterday about 20 times, I’ve come to a conclusion: I think it was worth it, and if nothing else, I was at least having an absolute blast. C’est la vie, non?
The details (as written on my radiology report): I have comminuted (ie shatterd) fractures of my medial, lateral, and anterior walls of the right exercise (essentially the bones to the right of my right eye). I also have another comminuted fracture of the inferior orbital wall with a small amount of depression bloody fragments into the superior aspect of the right maxillary sinus (basically under my eye is busted and bloody bone is in my sinus). Also, there is a small fracture thru the anterior aspect of the right zygomatic arch (also under the eye). All this equals – an ugly looking dude – see video.
I have surgery on Monday and I should be skiing in about 10 days. Stoked it’s a quick recovery.
Luckily, Norcos rule. I’m a major drug connoisseur and these are good drugs humans.
