Join Date: May 2006
Location: Ellensburg, Wa, Washington, USA
Grumpy this morning...hamstring hurt....shoulder hurt.....raining up on the mountain. All the prerequisites for a miserable day, but... I went anyway.
I skied in the mixed snow and rain all day, forgot about the hamstring and shoulder on the second run, spent a lot of quality time in the "bump shack" bee-essing withmy old friend ski patrollers (kind of like a military bull session), sun came out in the afternoon (sorta!), and I got to work two accidents: a gentle Indian (Asia) woman who had trashed both knees, and the other was the cutest, most engaging seven year old girl ever....!!! She had fallen facefirst into the snow and bloodied her nose, bloodied it like all down her chin and down the front of her parka.... She was on her knees being held down by two "civilians" and screaming like a being possessed!
"I want my dad! I want my dad!"
I got her calmed down, checked her mouth and teeth, checked for broken bones, and got her doing some deep breathing.... "Breathe with me, hun! Watch my lips and breathe with me....." Once I got her name out of her, I called for a rescue toboggan, and then dad showed up...... "Sir," I said to him. "We'll take her down in one of our toboggans... get her cleaned up....observe her for awhile, but I think she's fine."
"Mister Ski Patroller," said the girl, staring at me with those big seven year old eyes wet with tears "Can I go down on the snowmobile, instead?"
Whatta ya gonna do? I cancelled the sled, got a patroller from the building to come and get her with the snowmobile..... and when I went out the patrol building door on the way to my car, she was sitting on the "blood bed" being administered to by our "indoor patrollers." She was laughing and trying to hit her younger brother with one of our hot water bottles....
I love being a ski patroller; I love little kids..... it turned out to be a good day after all!
Sometimes even the bad times are good times!
First name: Mel (Red\'s: Sandy)
"It's a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no telling where you might be swept off to." (Bilbo Baggins)