My best friend from childhood, Jake, and I drove up to Mammoth Mountain Ski Resort, for my birthday weekend. While skiing and pretending to be a teen again, I spent a little too much time in the air and found a hard flat landing. With the speed and height I came down on the ground with, my heels just could not take the impact. I didn’t get ski patrol to take me down in a sled; instead, I painfully skied down myself. Jake was a huge help that weekend, as I could not stand at all. Rhianon took me to the ER when I got home. I could not have made it through all of this without her, I am so grateful! Now, 4½ months out from the injury, I can say I’m mostly all heeled.
I broke both of my heels, and partially tore my Achilles Tendons.
I also won the grand prize of a wheel chair for the following
two months, crutches for one, and a whole lot of pain.
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