teachski
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Last night at about 6 a student in our school group fell and whacked his head. He was a little out of it when his buddy dragged him into the lodge. As a chaperone for the schools club, and a former ski patroller (soon to be one again), the only thing we could do was summon the ski patrol. The school nurse was also on the trip and decided that he was well enough to be walked to patrol, but should be checked out.
Being the chaperone with a car (a plan we worked out after another student got injured at Okemo last year and the bus and all of the students had to wait for the chaperone who went to the hospital), I accompanied the young man to the hospital. Through out this, his Level of Conciousness continued to deteriorate.
We arrived at the hospital at about 6:40. Mom had been called from the ski area but I decided to give the home a call to see if she had left. It's a good thing because she had not. She did not know how to get from her home to the hospital. She still had not arrived at the hospital by 8:30, a trip that should have taken 45 minutes to an hour max.
On my signature and with the boys medical card, which mom had provided to me via the phone, they completed all of the exams and concluded (what we already knew) that the boy had a concussion. Fortunately, that was it...so they thought...and they took him off of the backboard and moved him to a room to await his mother. As we were entering the other room, and he was getting on to the bed he screamed..."my knee, My knee"...they took xrays and determined it was only a bruise.
Mom arrived at about 8:50 and I turned her son over to her. His symptoms from the head injury had not lessened as the doctors thought they might and he was admitted for observation.
Now, this morning, I am preparing to chaperone a day ski trip to Mt. Snow. It's not my day to bring a car though. I am exhaused, having arrived home at about 10 and having to get up at around 4:30. Maybe I can sleep on the bus.(yeah, right). It will be worth it though...if it wasn't for the club, most of these kids would not get to try skiing or snowboarding.
Being the chaperone with a car (a plan we worked out after another student got injured at Okemo last year and the bus and all of the students had to wait for the chaperone who went to the hospital), I accompanied the young man to the hospital. Through out this, his Level of Conciousness continued to deteriorate.
We arrived at the hospital at about 6:40. Mom had been called from the ski area but I decided to give the home a call to see if she had left. It's a good thing because she had not. She did not know how to get from her home to the hospital. She still had not arrived at the hospital by 8:30, a trip that should have taken 45 minutes to an hour max.
On my signature and with the boys medical card, which mom had provided to me via the phone, they completed all of the exams and concluded (what we already knew) that the boy had a concussion. Fortunately, that was it...so they thought...and they took him off of the backboard and moved him to a room to await his mother. As we were entering the other room, and he was getting on to the bed he screamed..."my knee, My knee"...they took xrays and determined it was only a bruise.
Mom arrived at about 8:50 and I turned her son over to her. His symptoms from the head injury had not lessened as the doctors thought they might and he was admitted for observation.
Now, this morning, I am preparing to chaperone a day ski trip to Mt. Snow. It's not my day to bring a car though. I am exhaused, having arrived home at about 10 and having to get up at around 4:30. Maybe I can sleep on the bus.(yeah, right). It will be worth it though...if it wasn't for the club, most of these kids would not get to try skiing or snowboarding.