Guess I might as well give you guys a run-down of the injuries.
So I came out of a chute (down an unmarked line between "runs") on CPR N ridge, and finally got to see what lay before me. It was ~60-70*, with rocks jutting out and a cliff of unknown size at the end. After much deliberation, I decided I didn't want to do it, and looked at my exit options. I could boot pack my way back up the chute, but I decided not to because a) there's backing down, and there's being a pussy, and that seemed a bit too close to the latter and b) slinging your skis over your shoulder makes my balance absolute crap, and being steep, a fall would carry me all the way down. The second option was to traverse off to skiiers right to see what was over that way (I knew there was a marked run that way, but couldn't see it because I was on a small ridge). So I chose to traverse, but I didn't take into account the steepness and instability of the snow. Within 5 feet, the snow under me just gave way (not causing an avalanche, mind you), and I was totally unprepared and never thought of this possibility, so I just plain tumbled sideways.
All I remember is the world spinning way too fast to make any sense of it, and thump, thump, thump, thump, .... ... THUMP. When I finally got a sense of the situation, I was sliding down facefirst, but slowly. I had no intention of drowning in powder, so I righted myself so my feet were downhill, and on my back. Even though I wasn't sure what hurt, I knew I was in no shape to ski down the mountain. Then I saw my right wrist about an inch thicker than usual, so that started to hurt. A fellow skiier came within a few seconds of me righting myself, and stayed until ski patrol came. They started patting me down to see what hurt, and were very cautious about my neck and back (even though it didn't hurt). After a while, my right hip started to hurt, they patted it down and didn't find any blood so it was not of immediate concern. Then they noticed that there was a tear in the left knee of my snowpants, and lifted them up and found a nice pool of blood. A rock sliced through my kneecap, and left a 4" incision on my knee (the surgeon didn't even have to do any cutting to screw my kneecap). At this time, I knew I wasn't in any shape to so much as turn around to see what I just went off, so I asked the patrollers to take my camera out of my backpack and snap a shot of what it:
This is the cliff that I saw before I started traversing, you can't see the steep rock studded stuff I tumbled down prior to this. Now, this may look big and gnarly, but remember, this only did my wrist in, the rest was tumbling which I unfortunately don't have any pictures of.
The patrollers put me on the backboard, loaded me on the meat wagon for a snowy ride down (it was a pow day), and took me to the ambulance. I went to the Golden hospital, then got transferred to Cranbrook as they had a bone specialist on site (and Golden doesn't have facilities for that). They asked me what hurt, I said right wrist, left knee, right ass cheek so they X-rayed those:
So, broken wrist, shattered knee cap, and fractured pelvis. Don't ask me to show what's wrong with the pelvis, I can't see it although it did hurt for a week or so. So I want into surgery that night, got a couple screws in my kneecap, and a nice big plate on my wrist
Then I rested up in the hospital for 4 days, learned to use my crutches and all that. My dad flew out to Calgary and got a shuttle to Golden, then picked up my car to come get me and drive me home. I went to the fracture clinic and mentioned that my right lower leg still hurt (a lot of stuff hurt, and I figured it would go away). So he X-rayed that, turns out I also broke my fibula:
It was staying in the correct position to heal, and had already started to do that, so no cast was needed.
So, yeah, now it's a month later and I'm just farting around on my computer, drinking lots of milk and waiting till the doctor says i can do stuff. My second visit to the doctor is next week, and physio starts the week after. Hopefully soon I'll be able to start bending my knee, so I can drive my car and get a job and start saving for next year so I can do it all over again.
edit: if somebody knows how the darn image embedder works, I would like to make it look a bit nicer. When did [img] tags go out of style?