Yesterday I went skiing at Brighton with Ashley and Allison--my first time in about four years. It was so fun to be up in the snowy mountains; it is so beautiful!
We had a lot of fun for a couple of hours until I was skiing slowly at the bottom of the hill over to the lift. Somehow I fell and landed on my thumb wrong-I know, strange. I sat there for a minute and almost went over to get on the lift and then I thought, "I should look at my thumb--it hurts." I took off my glove, and this is what I saw:
I could barely look at it. My knuckle was all pushed out to the left and looked really deformed. So we all went to the medical clinic where they x-rayed my thumb, which isn't broken, but no one could tell what had happened. Every medic that looked at it was shocked that it was so strange looking. I have a splint on it now, and the swelling should be down in a few days. My neck has started really hurting, too. I think that will be my last day of skiing for a while!
We had a lot of fun for a couple of hours until I was skiing slowly at the bottom of the hill over to the lift. Somehow I fell and landed on my thumb wrong-I know, strange. I sat there for a minute and almost went over to get on the lift and then I thought, "I should look at my thumb--it hurts." I took off my glove, and this is what I saw:
