Guess you're NOT 19 anymore...

I got a call late last Friday night from my sister, Sara. She did a conference call with all of my siblings and informed us that our Dad had been a serious accident. He was skiing in Mammoth with 3 other guys and on their last day there decided he would go off the ski jump they had been skiing past all week. In doing so, he hit the "kicker" wrong and was sent flying twelve feet in the air and 40 feet down the hill, landing on his kidneys. We have since learned that he burst fractured his L3, compress fractured his T12, and tore his ACL and MCL in his right knee. The Mammoth hospital wasn't equipped to assist him, so the had to drive him in an ambulance to Renown Hospital in Reno. They tried to life flight him but the fog was too thick. He is going to have to stay in Reno for a while. They did surgery on his back yesterday but he has to learn how to live again. He can't bend, twist, swivel, etc. for the next 6 months. So I decided to fly out to Reno to help relieve Holly a little bit. Happy birthday to me!

This was the first time my Dad hasn't been flat on his back in 4 days. It took us a while to get him to this position.

Standing up! Every doctor and nurse we have talked to has said they are SHOCKED that he isn't paralyzed.

Finally sitting down! It took us about 45 minutes to move from the bed to the chair.

Dad's beauty of a scar!