12 Weeks Later

Seems silly. After almost 4 decades of sliding down hills and mountains on skis, I break a leg. I broke my tibia plateau on my first day of the 2011-12 ski season on a groomed blue slope. It hurt.

Now 12 weeks later, I'm starting this blog to record my experience. The thoughts, the loneliness, the pain, the process to get back to walking. I hope this blog will end with a new ski season and my return to the sport that's meant so much to me.

The accident is common, I guess, among skiers. A fracture in the tibia plateau caused by an excessive amount of pressure and twisting. My leg was the cork in a fine bottle of wine. I just got myself into a twisted position and couldn't stop till something broke.

This all happened on a blue bird day December 16, 2011. I was into my 4th run, and my skis were really active. I'd tuned them the week before, and they were curving great arcs on some grippy groomed snow.

Over the past 12 weeks, I've seen the doctor on three occasions. I've had physical therapy twice, sometimes three times a week. I also have massage therapy on a weekly basis. Last Thursday, I got the go ahead for weight bearing. So, I'm into it now. Let the weight bearing begin! I want to walk, and ski now!