Last monday, we went skiing. We LOVE skiing! It was a beautiful day at Grouse Mountain, the kind of day that you never want to end.
Heidi buckled her boots, Joe took pictures and we both sent off down the run....
Suddenly Heidi hit a really weird bump with a moat on the other side, caught an edge, lost a ski and did a 360 degree spin. My heart stopped. She grabbed her left knee and began to cry.
I know that cry...its the sound of intense pain being held back my pride. She was willing her tears to stop and the pain to go away. But it didn't.
A ski patrol guide, saw her (us) and came over. He called a ski mobile and the ski mobile picked her up and took her to the medic on the top of the hill.
Heidi was bummed. When I asked her if she was OK. She said, "well, I love skiing, but I love climbing even more...I hope this doesn't screw up our climbing trip to Red Rocks in 3 weeks"
We spent the rest of the day, eating pizza on the mountain and trying not to think about Heidi's agonizing pain. Because we couldnt go to the doctors untill the next day, Heidi didnt want to ruin the day....so we ended up going to the climbing gym that night. Joe climbed, and heidi worked out on the fingerboard.
The next day, we went to the doctor's office. Diagnosis:
A second degree MCL sprain. Translation: A partial tear (as seen above) and a 5 week recovery.
A HUGE bummer.
It could be a lot worse. The difference between a state II and stage III injury is like 6 months recovery time. We are HAPPY with a recovery time of a few more weeks.
All hope is not lost...
Heidi is is treating her knee well by regular icing and keeping off of it. Joe is doing everything he can for her...to keep her off of it (no small task)...and we are hoping that she will be 75% by the time we go to Red Rocks...resulting in a climbing trip not spoiled by an unusable knee.
(note: the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth photos are taken from the internet)