<p>soozie-
Congrats on your d's success!!! That's wonderful!! I enjoyed the blow-by-blow description of the day. Exciting, scary, worrisome, back to exciting. I am a recreational skiier, and am familiar with the slushy, sticky kinda conditions you can get when its warm and the snow starts to melt. Then, the next morning, it's all ice after it freezes that night. Neither condition is great. Almost as yukky is the late season corn snow. Tough to ski in. Does your d. do slalom or giant slalom? Is she on the tightly packed course that gets packed down by everyone turning at the same place at the gates? </p>
<p>While neither of my s's are competitive skiiers, they routinely bomb down the mountain, do all sorts of dare-devil stuff, and have had a few heart-stopping wipe-outs. If you recall, younger s. broke his collarbone snowboarding last year. He's my kid with the history of the broken bones (2 fingers, his nose, and his shoulder). The absolute scariest was when he was an infant. The babysitter didnt watch him carefully and he went down the basement stairs in his walker- sideways. Worse yet, she didn't call me. So when I got home from work a few hrs later, she said, in a sing-song voice "you have a hurt baby". His head was swollen like a football. I rushed him to the hospital. He had multiple skull fractures, (one on his crown and the rest orbital) and an epidural bleed!! If he'd had one more fracture around his eye, they'd have had to reconstruct his eye socket!!! This was all when he was 8 mos old!</p>
<p>I am giving the detail so the other doctor-moms (esp. Cangel, as I have just read your post) can shiver with me. It was awful. I remember being very stoic at first- putting on my "professional" face, until I saw the CT scan. I stood and looked at the films with the neurosurgeon (who happened to go to med school where I went to grad school at the same time, and we worked with the same neurologist there- so he was pretty up-front with me. He also happens to be the doc who just did the spina bifida surgery on baby Noor, the baby from Irag. But I digress...) When I called my mom to tell her what was going on I just lost it on the phone. Couldn't keep the "professional" demeanor up any more.</p>
<p>Older s. has had his share of yukky stuff. He lost the distal 1/3 of a pinky finger in a boating accident when he was 12. That year we spent back and forth to drs, he had 2 surgeries, first in an attempt to save the finger and then to repair the skin flap. He spent most of the year with his hand (his dominant one of course-- it figures, huh) in a cast. And literally the week after he finally got the cast off, he was on a scouting trip and some kid was horsing around and accidentally broke my s's finger - that very SAME finger, down at the base of his hand!! So back he goes into his cast. To make matters worse, this was the first year he was just starting a different, private school, so was trying to get settled in (the accident happened the day before school started, and he spent the first 2 days in the hospital). This was also his bar mitzvah year. Needless to say, this was a very challenging year. I hiope I am not going into too much detail and upsetting any of you, but I thought it'd help explain a bit why I am probably over-protective with him. He's also had mono, and then the awful c-diff with 3.5 day hospitalization just before he started college. Oh, and last year when he went back after winter break, he bent over too close to a newspaper rack and a piece of metal sticking out gashing him over his eye-- needing a bunch of stitches. He also had a bad case of the flu his sr yr of college, but was nowhere near as sick as he was this past 10 days. Fevers over 105, profuse sweating, drenching clothes and sheets, shivering, bad head, muscle, joint pain, dizziness, etc etc. So, when exotic diseases came up, I worried. (duh). Soooo, it's been a long haul with these guys. I couuld use a break...</p>
<p>Cangel. I can soooo agree with the challenge to balance the parent/professional thing. And as I ma in a side area of healthcare, I have just enough knowledge to be dangerous, but not enough to be totally on top of things. Just adds to the worry. If I call my sis-in-law the nurse, she fills my head with worry. (she means well, but is very focused on health issues and crises. One of her kids, as elementary schooler-- maybe no older than 10, referred to his bruise as ecchymosis!! What kid calls a black and blue mark ecchymosis!!???!!).</p>
<p>Well, the last call I had from my s. yesterday, he was talking about planning a spring break ski trip with his college friends. Part of me wants to bring him home and nail his feet to the floor. Parents, what should I do????</p>
<p>(<em>*edit</em>) younger s also had asthma as a chlild-- a few trips to the ER for breathing treatments, the home nebulizer and all that.. just more worry. He's outgrown it, though), thnk heavens)</p>