I guess most of you guys have already read or heard about me getting injured at the europa cup finals!
If not… : I broke my left leg, both bone pipies in the lower left leg. Nothing else though, not a scratch no where!
I have really never been afraid of getting hurt or being in a lot of pain. The only 2 thing I do feel horrible about, is to see people unconscious & to see leg fractures.
This weekend I got to experience the amazing feeling of seeing my own leg broken. I have seen it many times on skiers & I have always felt the same intense disgusting feeling when I have seen a badly fractured leg!
I was winning the first split & skied good through the most difficult part, but coming into the steepest part I knew there was a big hole in the snow at a big left footer. I came in there & then I didn´t really step on my outside ski, so hitting that hole with my outside ski & without having enough pressure on the ski, it ejected. I was trying to stay on my feet by skiing on my inside ski. But after 20 m I couldn´t stay in the line anymore & my right foot & ski got caught badly in the soft shit & everything just exploded. I tumbled around for a while & I could feel that there were some nasty stuff going on down in my legs. After I stopped tumbling, i started sliding fast down the pitch towards the safety net, I had a second so I looked down to see if everything was ok, wich it was not!!
My nr 1 nightmare just happend, my lower leg was like a over cooked spagetti. It was like someone had removed the bone in it & put it back on me. I hit the safety nets with my back first & stopped there. I was laying on the snow & I quickliy tried to excamine my leg to see if it was true what I jus saw! After lifting my knee & the lower leg was just hanging there I right away knee that this was serious!
Although the pain was kind of intense, the disappointment of seeing my self hurt or injured was a stronger feeling than the pain it self.
After laying there for a couple of seconds, Alouis came down to me & took good care of me together with the paramedics!
Some pictures of one of my longest days in life…
Getting started… In pain V 1.0
Getting my meat wrapped up & ready for transport! Aosta Hospital- Innsbruck privatklinik Hochrum. 8.5 h drive, not sweet at all!
About to loose my patience in the ambulance…The didn´t know the way, so the set the gps on the shortest way instead of the fastest way. We ended up in Switzerland & small tiny turny roads.
My angel, my Hero , my life saver… Professor DR Cristian Fink. About to get down to business!
But after cleaning it up, it looked really good I must say!!
Without trying to be mr optimistic & being over postive I really feel good about the whole thing & I´m looking forward to a fast & good recovery!
Also want to thank especially The klinik in Hochrum for their amazing job & how they are treating me!