Blog Suffers Because of Ski Day Gone Bad

Doug tried all winter long to always ski on the weekends. On Saturday March 28th Doug got a late start on the mountain because he had a Young Men ward clean-up activity that lasted for a few hours. Then I had him take Mya to her soccer game. It wasn't until nearly 2pm that he was able to get to Sundance.
Nearing 4pm Doug took a run down Juniors, a steep somewhat cruddy/icy slope. Doug either caught a tip in some crud or a rock, who knows, but to make a long couple seconds short his binding didn't release in time and he broke his right Tibia in 4 places. Doug's cell phone didn't work in the spot he was in so he said he yelled and waited for ski patrol to find him. He waited for about 15min. But, as the "fish story" goes it is now up to 30 minutes last I heard told... anyway, they had to ski him down on a toboggan to Flathead lift and then attached the toboggan to a snowmobile there and skied him the rest of the way down. He called me while he was still on the mountain. His voice was all shook up so I knew that he had either done something really awesome and he wanted to tell me about it, or he had done something really terrible and wanted to tell me about it. It was the later.
Luckily I had called my parents earlier because I wanted to clean-up my messy office without interruptions of babies and they were over at the house when Doug needed me to hurry up to Sundance to get him.
Once I got to Sundance we decided that it would be best for him to go to the ER in the ambulance, they could shoot him up with morphine where I couldn't. I hurried to the hospital and waited for about a half and hour until he got there. They took x-rays, got his ski boot off of him after dosing him up with some kind of medication that would make him not care so much and ease the pain.
In the end it was decided for him to go home with a splint on and medication and to come back and see the doctor on Monday were it would most likely be determined that he would have surgery that day. Doug did indeed have surgery where they place 11 screws and one plate in his leg. He stayed in the hospital for a few days after surgery for pain control. It hurt REALLY BAD he said, especially after surgery when they let the pain medication start to wear off.

Well, it's now July and Doug still has on a walking boot. At this point he can put 100lbs of pressure on it. He tries to do as much as he can. His swelling in his foot is much better than it used to be and he doesn't have much pain at all.

Our ward and family again stepped up and helped us out a lot. We've had meals brought in, laundry done (our dryer decided not to work the day Doug went in for surgery), and neighbors will just show up from time to time to mow our lawn! We have great neighbors!! This has been a humbling experience and I think Doug has learned much about patience and I have learned much about service--service that I give and receive. Having twins babies and a husband that can only hold but not transport has been hard but things have gotten much easier in time, especially with all of the help that we have received!!

And so the blog has suffered but soon, if all goes well, updates of the last few months will be on their way!