I am used to falling over, but yesterday  I couldn’t and didn’t get up. I laid in the snow until ski patrol came to get me. Full credit due to the Hirafu ski patrol crew who responded with speed and efficiency.
I was placed into a canoe-like sled, and zipped up in a body bag as the patrol crew skiied me down the mountain. Talk about skill. Meanwhile I was in excruciating pain. I’m not sure what was worse, the pain I was in or the hypothermia that had begun to set in. I was so cold that I was numb, yet in so much pain.

I was then taken to the local hospital for x-rays. Luckily no broken bones but I still can’t move my left arm. It is in a splint, bandage and sling. .The medical expense though is enough to cost you an arm and a leg. Thank god, there were no broken bones. I guess it was pretty reasonable (if you don’t do the currency conversion back to Aussie dollars). Regardless, I was happy to pay it. One’s health is priceless.

Back to the hospital in  a week’s time for a check up, so I will be off the slopes for a couple of weeks.

According to several housemates, the fact that I had to be carried down in the “blood bag” (as the body bag is affectionately called) is a fate worse than an injury. They would have rather walked down the mountain with a broken limb, than be carried down.

I am a OK, or at least I (hope I) will be. All will be good in time.
An excuse to stay indoors and read, eat, study and watch TV is not a bad thing.