I slid down the landing and was immediately in pain. I asked someone to take my bindings off and started screaming from the pain in my back. Ski patrol came quickly and I was asked if I could feel my feet, up until now I had not tried to move them could I feel them? this was the scariest moment in my life, thank god I could move my legs and was taken down in the sled to the medical centre.
My clothes were cut off and I was given an IV with fentenyl. I was loaded onto the gurney and into the ambulance heading to the mammoth hospital. I was assessed, had an MRI and was told I had a burst fracture in my L2. I was heartbroken and started to cry because my season was over, but was thankful I hadn't suffered an injury any worse.
I was taken down to X-ray which was hard in its self the drugs made me very nauseas, I was given morphine and stood up for the first time, crying and screaming from the pain
After a few minutes, that seemed a lot longer I was able to sit on the gurney but with all the movement I threw up, which was the most painful of all my experiences. I was wheeled back up to my room and went to sleep.
I was given the news I didn't need surgery, which was great now I needed to get my pain under control.
After a three days of hallucinations, vomiting and using the bed pan I was able to start eating, get off pain killers and start learning to walk. I watched a lot of Netflix, felt pretty sad, called my mum a lot and did some therapy sessions over the 7 days I was in hospital.
Im very thankful that Im not paralysed and will be able to return to snowboarding hopefully by the Australian Winter.
I'd like to thank all my doctors and nurses at Renown, TSC, ESS, all my sponsors and friends for the support they have given me throughout this experience. I am happily at home in Melbourne (with a new puppy) recovering and waiting for when I can get back on my board.