The One about the Snowmobile and the Collapsed Lung
We went to Whistler, BC for a little winter Christmas getaway recently. The plan was to get up there Sunday Dec 21 and return home Friday Dec 26.
Whistler is a short drive from Seattle, so we headed off on a little road trip. We had been meaning to make the trip up I-5 for a while.
We had left behind a snowy Seattle which was experiencing it’s own Snowpocalypse.
In Whistler, we wanted to experience the whole winter wonderland thing, so the kids had ski lessons
and they even got to make gingerbread houses.
I wanted to get in on the fun, so we made plans to go out on a snowmobile tour, run by Outdoor Adventures.
Seemed like a good idea at the time.
On the morning of December 24th, Emma, Billy and I headed down to the pickup point. It was to be a 2 hour round trip.
We were driving up to the starting point on a trail on Cougar Mountain, Whistler’s 3rd mountain, where we were introduced to the vehicles and given the instructions on how to drive.
Following the safety talk, we were off – there was even a photographer handy to capture these brave explorer.
After about 30 minutes driving along the trail, we stopped to rest. We had made it to the top of Cougar Mountain, so we took a moment to enjoy the lovely scene.
As we were getting ready to head back down the trail, our guide said that there had been a lot of snow overnight, and that the path was steep and slippery. He recommended we take it slow down the trail. Hand on the brake.
Then we started the descent.
Well. He wasn’t kidding.
I was coming down the mountain extra cautiously. So cautiously I got stuck in the snow. I gave my vehicle a bit of throttle to get moving again.
The next few minutes are a bit fuzzy – what I remember was that I overshot a tight left hand corner, and crashed into an embankment. I was then flung over the top of the snowmobile and *flew* into the trees. I landed with a thud on my left hand side, slid down a bit and was stopped by something which my right shoulder hit. The next thing I know I’m staring straight up into the sky and people are yelling at me not to move.
Let’s reference the official “Snowmobile Tour Incident Report” for what happened next.
As I was transported by toboggan to the Cougar Mountain Snowmobile Base, I felt every rock, every bump on that ride.
Once the ambulance got us to the Whistler Emergency Medical Clinic, there was a quick triage as the doctors poked and prodded me.
They discovered the pain in my chest was a Pneumothorax, or collapsed lung. That explains why it hurt so much when I tried to breath!
The medical team moved quickly and inserted a chest tube to deal with the most serious of my injuries, Everything else would have to wait.
Following the procedure, I was transferred to another hospital, located in the little town of Squamish, an hour from Whistler.
So, after another ambulance ride, I find myself in the Squamish General Hospital on Christmas Eve.
All night i was thinking that I was the father who ruined Christmas for his four children!
On Christmas Day, my family made the trip down the hill, and they were happy to see me.
My other injuries were just some bumps an bruises. No broken bones. No lacerations. No major damage
On Dec 28 the chest tube came out and 7 days later, I had the stitches removed.
I was in hospital all up from Dec 24 to Dec 29. Every day I would have a series of x-rays to check how my lungs were doing.
We made the trip back home on Dec 29. We had stayed a few days longer than we had planned and the kids were all looking forward to get back home.
While in hospital, I didn’t have access to the internet, but I could send SMS, so I sent a simple message to Twitter
This little message was also pushed to my facebook status and the number of comments I got from friends was staggering. Thank you all for kind thoughts and words.
So, here I am, a little under two weeks from the accident and I am starting to feel a bit better. It’s going to take time for the bruises to go away, and for the little pains to go, but I am thankful that I didn’t have more serious injuries. While in hospital I saw folks come in with broken arms, broken legs and spinal damage. And let’s not forget about those snowmobilers in Fernie B.C.
I got a few bumps and bruises. I’ll be ok.
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Comments
Anonymous
January 05, 2009
Get well soon man, hope everything's going well.Anonymous
January 05, 2009
Poor Frank, what are we going to do with you! Get well mate.Anonymous
January 05, 2009
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January 05, 2009
Keep getting better, Frank! It's interesting to see that you're not the only one using "Collapsed Lung" as a Technorati tag.Anonymous
January 05, 2009
What an holiday! Good thing to know you'll be ok and able to blog. I was wondering why you posted those injury pictures on flickr. I hate hospital esp those werid and sickly looking patient uniforms. Hope you recover super fast and get out of the hospital, Franky!Anonymous
January 05, 2009
So glad to hear that you're going to be OK Frank. Thanks for sharing the story. Take it easy! BrianjoAnonymous
January 05, 2009
What a way to spend christmas. Good luck and get better soon Frank!Anonymous
January 06, 2009
We tried to tell you to stay in Australia. But Nooooo... Frank had to go off and bash himself up with trees. Hope you get better soon. LMAnonymous
January 06, 2009
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January 06, 2009
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January 06, 2009
What a great story. Three things came to mind when I read that;
- no holiday is a real adventure unless you come home in an ambulance.
- lucky you kept a bit of that padding to cushion the fall.
- the humour nerve does not seem to have been damaged Get well soon. Ray in sunny Canberra (no risk of snow accidents in January in Canberra)
Anonymous
January 06, 2009
Ouch... Get well soon mate..Anonymous
January 12, 2009
Hey frank, Sorry to hear about your acco, I hope your ok mate, take care bud :Drew