If you are going to break your wrist, I recommend you do it in Whistler! The strangers that came to my rescue were wonderful!
On Saturday, Aug. 14 around 10:30 a.m., my friend and I left her townhouse in the Benchlands on our bicycles to meet another friend for a ride; mostly along the Valley Trail. We’d gone all of about 200 metres when we encountered a patch of fairly deep, small, loose gravel. That’s all it took for me to find myself falling slowly over to my left side. I naturally put my left hand out to soften the fall, so my left wrist took most of the impact. Looking down at it, it immediately had swollen to three times its normal size—uh oh!
A young girl that saw me fall quickly checked my status and then retrieved her mother who was a nurse. They brought ice packs and towels to make me more comfortable. At least three other cars stopped and came over to assist. The decision was made for my riding partner to drive me to the medical centre as we were only a short distance away.
The staff at the health care centre were outstanding. At least six health professionals provided me with prompt, professional health care. We had a friendly and empathetic conversation, which helped take my mind off the pain. Turns out wrist fractures are quite common and there was a bed dedicated to them. They were able to set and cast the fracture. I even got a follow-up call that evening to see how I was doing and confirm the next steps.
I wish I could remember the names of everyone who helped me so I could thank them. But hopefully they will read this, and know who they are.
THANK YOU!
So… if you are going to break your wrist, do it in Whistler!
Jill Simpson/North Vancouver
