The first day of skiing we met our instructors and headed down the mountain. It was great because I could ski every run there and my instructor and I just free skied. Bryan did really well and at the end of the day we did a couple of runs together. He has definately mastered the mono ski. I also skied a black diamond!
That night we headed to a dinner at a local church. This just explains how out there my husband can be at times. He got a beer at the bar while we were waiting on the shuttle to take us to the church. He takes the beer on the shuttle and we drive the half a mile down the road to the church. Then he tries to walk into the church with the beer. The older Vets that were there were like buddy this is a church you can't bring a beer in here. What was he thinking????? He normally doesn't even drink so that is what makes this even stranger.
We were getting close to doing our last run of the day when we headed to the "C" lift to go up for our last long run. This lift is an older lift and has a very short time where it goes slow before it speeds up really fast. I skied up a little to far and my instructor had already gotten on the lift. Then it sped up. I reached my arm around to grab the chair so it wouldn't take my feet out from under me and I wacked my arm hard on the chair. It is medal and of course I hit the lower bar without a rounded edge. I hit it so hard I couldn't say anything. I hit it right above my elbow on the bone. We get to the top of the lift and get off. I pulled up my jacket, which mind you wasn't cut, and looked at the damage. My skin had about an inch long crack. They all said ouch that looks horrible and it was instantly bruised. I skiied the rest of the run and headed to the adaptive sports lodge. I pulled my sleve up to show our friends Kenny and Linda and instantly I had like 4 people on me trying to help.
Bryan's insructor decided that squiting 3 pumps of hand sanitizer in it was a good idea. I on the other hand wanted to scream a slew of explitives. The doctor there said she had peroxide and would have used that instead of hand saniziter. Thank you that is what I was thinking! They needed some steri strips to avoid stitches. Unfortunately we didn't get the strips till hous later so it was too late from getting a nasty scar. Oh well it was a good story and a scar I will remember I got while having fun.
Later that night we headed to the Brandywine resturant where fun times were had by all. We had open bar which lead to shots, wine, and dancing. It was a blast! It definately helped the arm feel better.
The last day we skiied for about 2 and a half hours before we boarded the plane. Bryan did that NASTAR race again and got a silver medal. That is apparently very hard to do especially on a mono ski so he was stoked. Here is a video of him skiing the course.
We were sad to leave but my legs needed a break. Thank you so much Adaptive Sport Foundation, Wounded Warrior Project, DSUSA, all the volunteers, and everyone who made this happen.
A big bummer was I came home with the flu and was out of comission for two days. No fun!