OOC -- Urgh.
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changehistoryBeautiful day, winding my way down beautiful mountain looking at the beautiful Lake. It was cold enough the snow was still powder, not slush, but warm enough that I wasn't at all cold. I nailed my turns, my parallels were tight, I even managed a few moguls.
And then an out of control snowboarder hit me from behind on a steep blue slope, knocking me down the mountain and slamming his board into my ribs.
The verdict: 4 broken ribs and a partially collapsed lung.
The treatment: Massive amounts of pain killers, rest, and making sure to not rest so much I don't at least wander a bit to be upright and moving. Nothing much else they can do for the ribs--they have to heal themselves and most important is that I keep taking deep breaths (thus massive painkillers, cause, um, breathing HURTS) to avoid pneumonia. The lung is more worrisome, but it's such a small collapse at the moment that the surgery to reinflate it would be more risky than letting it heal itself. But I have to be on watch for several things that mean the collapse has gotten worse.
So, um. Probably out of commission on plotty thngs for a few days, 'cause Bria + massive pain meds = cracky, scary, loopy girl. Crack, however, always welcome, if I'm not passed out. Which I feel about to do, my head is spinning so much.
Just another one of those "*SIGH*" things where for those threads I'm not tagging, it's not because I've lost interest or don't want to--they probably just require some thought and a response I just can't give right now while on narcotic pain killers. I haven't forgotten anyone. I'm not ignoring anyone.
I'm just having one of those weeks.
And then an out of control snowboarder hit me from behind on a steep blue slope, knocking me down the mountain and slamming his board into my ribs.
The verdict: 4 broken ribs and a partially collapsed lung.
The treatment: Massive amounts of pain killers, rest, and making sure to not rest so much I don't at least wander a bit to be upright and moving. Nothing much else they can do for the ribs--they have to heal themselves and most important is that I keep taking deep breaths (thus massive painkillers, cause, um, breathing HURTS) to avoid pneumonia. The lung is more worrisome, but it's such a small collapse at the moment that the surgery to reinflate it would be more risky than letting it heal itself. But I have to be on watch for several things that mean the collapse has gotten worse.
So, um. Probably out of commission on plotty thngs for a few days, 'cause Bria + massive pain meds = cracky, scary, loopy girl. Crack, however, always welcome, if I'm not passed out. Which I feel about to do, my head is spinning so much.
Just another one of those "*SIGH*" things where for those threads I'm not tagging, it's not because I've lost interest or don't want to--they probably just require some thought and a response I just can't give right now while on narcotic pain killers. I haven't forgotten anyone. I'm not ignoring anyone.
I'm just having one of those weeks.
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