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Started by Da6s, June 07, 2017, 06:07:02 AM

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Da6s

I fell off the goddamned mountain.

Like, I fucking fell fell http://via.kdvr.com/TKVrx

So I'm writing this. Well. Starting to write this. On 4 pillows, 10 MG oxycodone, some muscle relaxer, 3 broken ribs, a punctured lung, countless scabs and bruises, and a shattered right shoulder blade or scapula if you prefer. There were a few brain contusions too, but I think those are mostly healed now, because fuck yeah helmets.

We'll see how deep it goes.

I've always been into man vs nature sports. Hence why I snowboard, hike, am into cross country/trail running, and had the itch to dabble in sport bow hunting and mtn biking for years. In high school, I briefly got into climbing with a friend that had all the gear. Loved it, hella fun sport. After I moved to Boulder prior to the navy mistake, I joined a climbing gym, bought all my own gear sans rope and some route setting equipment. Did it for a few months, then the navy made quit because I "could get injured". Horseshit I thought. I think they were onto something.

Moved back to Boulder last year, joined climbing gym again, got back into it. Made some climbing friends, and had been going outdoor climbing with them a few times. They were more experienced than I, but helped me to learn a ton and improve a lot more.

We went climbing in boulder Canyon the Sunday before memorial day. It was my last climb of 2017.

We started out pulley hanging ourselves across Boulder creek (river). First time for me, I did it fine. Found our climbing area, which was this awkward belay anchor area partway up a cliff face with sketchy footing. We climb a few routes. I do my first rope swing route which was a lot of fucking fun.

I break to eat. I eat a wrap of Boulder hippie food kind overlooking Boulder falls. I take a pic of said falls. My phone case, galaxy s7 edge, is magnetic. It slides off and drops onto an outcropping ledge 5 feet below me. Shit, I better get that because leave no trace. 5 foot scramble, no big deal. Fuck I was wrong.

I get to the ledge where my phone case rests, and it fucking gives way under both my feet. I slide, roll, tumble, claw, grasp, and flail down a roughly 50 foot drop. I'm stopped by a tree thwacking me across my back near the river. I stop. I lose consciousness at some point - multiple concussions will do that I hear. I'm rescued and evac'd by a rando hiker tourist and my friends. I have brief spans of memory from Sunday. I don't remember the ambulance ride. I don't remember the start of the emergency room. I remember being told they were giving me ketamine, my first time, which would explain the memory loss.

Edit 1: So I went to retrieve the phone case, ledge gives way, and I fall. from this point (Sunday around 3) until Tuesday, my memory is hazy from the multiple Ketamine IV's. I remember repeatedly being asked if I was ok, what's my name, who's the president. I was held steady, hoisted, ferried like a loved martyr, and then sherpa'd across the river onto a black ambulance. I don't remember the ride to the hospital. I don't remember arriving at the hospital. i have blurred memory sections of being in a hspital bed, being told I'm being given ketamine, asking my info, being told I had brain bleeding and 3 contusions. I remember the sensation of the first morphine IV they gave me that took all the pain away. I remember being told I had a punctured lung and being surprised at how I couldn't tell.

All things considered, I'm really fucking lucky. It wasn't an insignificant distance that I fell. Walking away from it is pretty damned bad ass. I'm realizing it's pretty fucking rad that I'm still alive. It wasn't really an accident out of gross negligence or fucking around - I was off belay, had just finished lunch, and was still in the "base/belay anchor area", just unnclipped, scrambled down an easy 5 feet to retrieve gear litter because leave no trace, ledge gave way, and i took a tumble. Arms and legs covered in scabs, body in general pain, shoulder and ribs sore as fuck, and it REALLY goddamned hurts to laugh.

Butttt I'ma be fully recovered with no last injuries in another 4 weeks, because im a hard ass motherfucker like that who don't take no shit from gravity and measly 50 foot falls that only serve to cull away the genetically inferior. I also spec'd into luck, as you naturally should do when starting your playthrough.

I'm now grounded from climbing and snowboarding for 6 months.
I'm in hella pain recovery for. 5sh weeks. Not paralyzed, full recovery expected, just lots of pain.

I may compound on this moreso later, but meds kicking in and I'm sleepy.

Or kill me. Because gravity is a bitch and couldn't do. It.
We appear to be doomed by our DNA to repeat the same destructive behaviors our forebears have repeated for millenia. If anything our problem solving skills have actually diminished with the advent of technology & our ubiquitous modern conveniences. & yet despite our predisposition towards fear-driven hostility; towards what we anachronistically term primitive behavior another instinct is just as firmly encoded in our make-up. We are capable as our ancestors were of incredible breathtaking acts of kindness. Every hour of every day a man risks his life at a moments notice to save another. Forget for a moment the belligerent benevolent billionaires who grant the unfortunate a crumb of costfree cake. I speak of pure acts of selflessness. A Mother who rushes into the street to save a child from a speeding vehicle. A person who runs into a burning building to reach a family trapped on the upper story. Such actions,such moments,such unconscious selfless decisions,define what it is to be human

P3nT4gR4m

Ouch! Sounds like you had quite a day. Glad to hear you survived it.

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Eater of Clowns

Holy shit dude! Glad you're not dead.

How many times does this have to happen before people start keeping their mountains on a leash? I know nobody is trying to raise a viscous attack mountain like those rotten Tibetans, but it only takes one bad moment.
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EoC doesn't make creepy.

EoC makes creepy worse.

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the afflicted persons get hold of and consume carrots even in socially quite unacceptable situations.

LMNO

Damn, man.  Glad you're still alive.


Nephew Twiddleton

Shit. Glad you'll make a full recovery
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Ziegejunge

Best wishes as you recover! You must be cut from some pretty tough cloth. Glad your injuries weren't any worse!

Da6s

#7
Thanks for goodwishes all. Posted an update just now with some more details and ranty style KERPLAH.

But for real, i'm a lucky SOB.
We appear to be doomed by our DNA to repeat the same destructive behaviors our forebears have repeated for millenia. If anything our problem solving skills have actually diminished with the advent of technology & our ubiquitous modern conveniences. & yet despite our predisposition towards fear-driven hostility; towards what we anachronistically term primitive behavior another instinct is just as firmly encoded in our make-up. We are capable as our ancestors were of incredible breathtaking acts of kindness. Every hour of every day a man risks his life at a moments notice to save another. Forget for a moment the belligerent benevolent billionaires who grant the unfortunate a crumb of costfree cake. I speak of pure acts of selflessness. A Mother who rushes into the street to save a child from a speeding vehicle. A person who runs into a burning building to reach a family trapped on the upper story. Such actions,such moments,such unconscious selfless decisions,define what it is to be human

LMNO

Yeah, but what about the cellphone case, huh?


You only think of yourself and your massive, life-threatening trauma.

Salty

That awful, I'm so sorry and glad you didn't die!









On the other hand, for the rest of your life you get to tell people you're really bad at falling to your death. So, that's a win.
The world is a car and you're the crash test dummy.

Eater of Clowns

Quote from: Salty on June 07, 2017, 10:51:09 PM
That awful, I'm so sorry and glad you didn't die!









On the other hand, for the rest of your life you get to tell people you're really bad at falling to your death. So, that's a win.
I dunno. I'm so bad at it that I've never come even near as close as Da6s.
Quote from: Pippa Twiddleton on December 22, 2012, 01:06:36 AM
EoC, you are the bane of my existence.

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on March 07, 2014, 01:18:23 AM
EoC doesn't make creepy.

EoC makes creepy worse.

Quote
the afflicted persons get hold of and consume carrots even in socially quite unacceptable situations.

Salty

Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 08, 2017, 02:51:16 AM
Quote from: Salty on June 07, 2017, 10:51:09 PM
That awful, I'm so sorry and glad you didn't die!









On the other hand, for the rest of your life you get to tell people you're really bad at falling to your death. So, that's a win.
I dunno. I'm so bad at it that I've never come even near as close as Da6s.

I think the caveat here is that you have to actually fall. To be worse at it than Da6s, you'd have to fall at least 51 ft without dying.
The world is a car and you're the crash test dummy.

Da6s

Quote from: Salty on June 08, 2017, 03:32:04 AM
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 08, 2017, 02:51:16 AM
Quote from: Salty on June 07, 2017, 10:51:09 PM
That awful, I'm so sorry and glad you didn't die!

On the other hand, for the rest of your life you get to tell people you're really bad at falling to your death. So, that's a win.
I dunno. I'm so bad at it that I've never come even near as close as Da6s.

I think the caveat here is that you have to actually fall. To be worse at it than Da6s, you'd have to fall at least 51 ft without dying.

I don't openly endorse this new measurement of badassery
We appear to be doomed by our DNA to repeat the same destructive behaviors our forebears have repeated for millenia. If anything our problem solving skills have actually diminished with the advent of technology & our ubiquitous modern conveniences. & yet despite our predisposition towards fear-driven hostility; towards what we anachronistically term primitive behavior another instinct is just as firmly encoded in our make-up. We are capable as our ancestors were of incredible breathtaking acts of kindness. Every hour of every day a man risks his life at a moments notice to save another. Forget for a moment the belligerent benevolent billionaires who grant the unfortunate a crumb of costfree cake. I speak of pure acts of selflessness. A Mother who rushes into the street to save a child from a speeding vehicle. A person who runs into a burning building to reach a family trapped on the upper story. Such actions,such moments,such unconscious selfless decisions,define what it is to be human

P3nT4gR4m


I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

Q. G. Pennyworth

Good job not being dead yet!

Please accept this friendly reminder to count this incident as a major concussion when considering further risks in the future. Most brains can handle a few, but you don't want to go around falling off horses or getting beat with blunt objects if you've already got half a dozen doozies under your belt.