Shaka Ron strikes again

Our frozen vacation was really nice...besides the WHOLE family blowing chunks for three days due to altitude sickness. Cat was getting terrible headaches. The last day her oxygen level was 80 and we had to take her to the clinic to get oxygen.

I was there the day before. One thing I learned on this trip...I was made to be near the sea. Although I knew that all along. I love water just not the frozen kind. Nothing we couldn't push through.

To reach Ski Apachi, you must drive up the scariest f-ing mountain road I have ever been on and I've been on many. In Greece and Switzerland, I was on a huge bus which is scary but those drivers do it all the time. California was pretty sick a lot of sharp turns high up, but nothing like this. This one made my knees weak. You are on a sharp turning two lane cliff a foot away from the edge with only a cable to stop you from plunging like Thelma and Louise. I'm not afraid of heights or scared of very much, but I couldn't look down. Monday night it snowed. So now imagine that car ride with snow creeping on the road.

We just reached the bottom of the mountain on the last day. Addie was already asleep and we notice Ron's no longer behind us. I text them and Laura says they're stuck. He wanted to try out his Hummer's new snow tires on the snowy shoulder and didn't anticipate the dept. What!? great. Shld we turn around? Then there's a text there's a lady helping us. Okay good. Now a phone call Ron's injured. Shit. I'm not going into detail about each and every dumb senseless decision that was made to lead up to that point. I'll just mention the jumper cables used as rope tied up to a drunk tatooed cleavage ranting chick's truck. she was shooting the finger at the cars driving by for not stopping to help.

We drive up and see Ron screaming in pain in the snow. Moaning like I've never heard before. We move him carefully on a makeshift gurney off the snow and call EMS. At one point there were two trucks, an ambulance and a fire truck stopping a long line of people trying to get off the mountain. They said they think both legs cld be broken. They AIRLIFTED him to El Paso. We couldn't figure out how to unlock the gas tank on the Hummer to fuel it to get to him. Sigh. I took the boys home with me and Laura went to get my brother. He was just released today.

God and my dad were looking out for him bc there were no broken bones. MIRACLE! A possible torn muscle. hmm Did I tell you he completly torn his shoulder muscle from his peck on his LAST vacation riding an ATV. He has Frankenstein sitches from his neck to his shoulder. he said he didnt regret that.

Ron hijacked my vacation. At Cat's party we mentioned we were going skiing. He called our hotel that day and reserved the Presidental Suite. I love my brother and the kids get along so great, but he is NEVER going on vacation wIth me again. It's a miracle he's made it this far.