Dangerous Ski Tree Accident, WhooPosted: January 1, 2011
Update: Just to let you guys know I’m totally and completely fine. Yay.
On my very last slope before heading home while skiing in the mountains I crashed into a tree.
Not “ouch, I just hit a tree” but “DAMN, I just RAMMED into that tree *momentary blackout*”
I thought I would need the ambulance to come but I eventually got up with the help of a very nice guy.
I was doing a steep turn left when I also needed to turn to the right quickly to go onto the right trail. Too fast. I clobber into a tree. Everything goes turns pitch black and I hear from above me “Someone help that girl! She needs help!” I’m assuming it was somebody watching on the ski lift above. I stay in the snow as my head and body are still feeling the impact. A guy comes around asking “Are you okay???!” From his tone of voice I think “wow I must really look bad.”
“…..I hope I didn’t kill any brain cells”
“Well, you know brain cells come and go…. I don’t know. You okay?!”
“Am I bleeding???”
“No. She seems fine!” he yells to others
“Let me just stay down for a moment…” My head is throbbing and I’m trying to gain mental stability.
“I was skiing and I tried to turn too fast….”
“Ohhh, I didn’t know how you got into that position. I thought you fell out of a skilift or something!”
“Haha shit no…”
“I was like god this girl has fallen out of a ski lift and now she’s unconscious!”
He helps me up. I find the ski that detached from my foot. We chat briefly when I find out he’s from Florida and it’s his first time seeing snow.
“I thought ok, this is my last run, let’s make it a good one!”
He laughs and I ski back down. I gave my equipment to my mom and I headed down to the paramedics to make sure I was okay. They checked my pupils and cleaned some scratches down my neck which were lightly bleeding. The man gave me a list of symptoms to look for in which case I should go to a hospital. He told me to come back down with my parents so he could make sure they knew since I’m a minor. I didn’t go back finding it pointless.
My brother told me that my mole on my neck was undamaged and so was a small expanse of skin around it. “It’s like your mole has a force field!”
I felt a slight pressure on my head the rest of the night but other than that I felt fine. I later discovered a large raised bump in the middle of my forehead which was covered up by my black beanie and a light gash and bruise on the side of my upper right thigh. The right side of my face is a bit swollen and bruised. I’m assuming I’m fine other than the temporary scratches since I can function so clearly right now.
Last night I thought of the woman from the Parent Trap who died 5 hours after hitting her head while skiing and it dawned on me that that could happen to myself. That’s why I headed down to the paramedics. There was no doctor though and the man kept repeating things to me as if I couldn’t understand or something. I admit the first thought that popped into my head when I thought of the possibility of death on the horizon was extremely cliche. “I’m TOO YOUNG to die!! There are so many things I haven’t seen and done. Universe, you wouldn’t be so cruel to me right?!”
I’ll be going to the hospital today though to check out my knocker.
Even though it was dangerous and I did get hurt, I don’t regret skiing on the slopes one bit. People fall a lot while skiing and snowboarding. Then they get back up.
There are risks and dangers in life but if you don’t face them then what’s the point of living? Running a business, riding an airplane, playing sports…