The view from the ambulance This weekend, I headed up to the cabin with my dad and Sisko. [cw: injury]
On Saturday we headed out with the dog and the snowmobiles, got 2km up in the snow, and I dislocated my shoulder pull-starting the machine I was on. After I couldn't get it back in, Dad went down on his machine, loaded it up, and went to walk back up to drive me down on the machine I was on. Not long after he left me, Sisko decided to follow him down.
So I'm sitting with my shoulder sitting above my armpit at my clavicle, not knowing where the dog went off to, waiting for my dad to come back up, but not sure I could ride down with my shoulder out... which is when it slides back in real easy. I hopped on the snowmobile to save dad the walk and try to find the dog.
Dad's about a bend and a half away, with Sisko. She'd walked the whole way down to the truck, met my dad just as he was heading back up.
We all hop on the machine, with Sisko on the front. Make it down the 2km and load up the machine in no time. The cabin has extra strength ibuprofen, and all is good. Went back out the next day sans dog and got to go round some hilly clear-cut and go down to the river.
[VD: The back of my dad's head as he drives a snowmobile down a winding, snow-packed road on a pine-covered mountainside. My dog Sisko is sitting on his lap, with the back of her head visible above his shoulder. Dad is singing "you are my sunshine" and chatting to Sisko the whole time /end VD]