This year we spent our vacation in the mountains to please Alessandra loves to do some walking difficult peak to conquer. Indeed, the weather was not very favorable and therefore the only major excursion was the one that brought us the teeth of Red Earth. E 'Needless to say, my daughter was the first to cross the finish line at an altitude of 2490 meters. Just arrived then seconded his father, mainly because it continued to linger, in lavishing copious snapshots with your trusty compact that always leads to follow.
After the holiday period in Siusi, we moved to Canazei to spend there, in the heart of the Dolomites, the remaining days of vacation. It 'nice to discover that the hotel was booked by Maria Luisa was just in the vicinity of the I have attended now eighteen years ago during my first visit to these places. Alex was only a desire, whereas Andrea already kicking vigorously in that trip a few days when we had also brought with her grandparents Louis and Celina, who used to frequent those places along with my mother's brother.
In one of those evenings we visited the ice rink which was not very far from our housing. On that occasion he had not wanted to wear shoes and I had merely observed the other people who were more daring took to the track to challenge your skills.
This year though, also because of the desire of my daughter, I have held and after dinner we went with barely concealed enthusiasm for sports to the system to slip into happiness. As a boy I had already used the roller skates and in virtue of that, on two occasions during the winter trips with the parish, I had the opportunity to perform with reasonable ease, even on ice. Now before you get on track, I pictured to myself the memory of those youthful experiences and pictures as well to make some bold changes worthy of a skilled skater.
Wonderful imagination! Upon entering the track I realized to stay in balance with difficulty. I had the desire to get out sadly with his tail between his legs. Alessandra, however, showed a safety and a confidence unusual for me, although she, like me, in his third game-sports experience in this activity. We were the first to get on track. After a few minutes you have added a couple of kids, in my opinion, attending elementary school, which proved to have a confidence and an ability to move this to make me believe that they were running back and forth on a green lawn instead of a mirror of ice water.
But I did not give up, despite my first soft fall and early unintended changes in direction due to not fully govern the blades on the ice surface. Insisting a bit ', would come perhaps even elegance in the movement, at least I hope so. Meanwhile, Maria Luisa from the stands it was trying to capture with the camera of our developments.
At one point I do not remember anything. I have only a blurred vision of two huge pools of blood while I'm barely turned around on the ice. Alessandra tell me then I heard a thud and that he turned to me and saw me lying on the ground. As I stood up, was quickly approached me and had repeatedly asked to do so, but I did not answer and continued to stay with the head turned to the frozen surface with his arms fully extended down the side.
After a few moments of real loss, for she always spoke to me and received no answer, for both my wife watched helplessly from the edge of the runway, slowly began to return to me. One of the first sentences handed down to me, almost laughing, it must have been that of the fact that you could not do so bad for a simple skating. Meanwhile, while I was still in a state of general confusion, they arrived promptly called for help from the staff of the sports.
As I climbed into the ambulance I thought that was supposed to cheer Alessandra stay in and by itself, but Maria Luisa would come with me instead of medical service for the first care. Quickly we went down to Pozza di Fassa where I was welcomed, in that Saturday evening, various medical personnel. Color me a doctor anesthetized and applied some stitches for the gash I had made in front and close to the eye, falling over his glasses. These were just a bit wrong ': the titanium frame was really tough, as you would expect from this material. How would the rest of the holiday without the lens of the stock later?
After dressing, I was transferred to hospital in Cavalese because I had to undergo a CT scan to check the next morning. I thought of my daughter alone in a hotel, far from his only parent. After arriving at the hospital and the doctor has completed the first round of tests on the readiness of my reflections, I have passed the phone to my wife to comfort Alex. It was just past midnight. Perhaps he was sleeping. Probably not. If I had heard on the phone, he would calm down and he could rest more peacefully, as in fact he told me later.
Maria Luisa was always beside me, trying to get some sleep 'in a chair that the department has made available. I managed a bit too 'thinking to doze off every now and then to another son who was returning by train from the sea, after a brief holiday spent with his girlfriend and some friends.
I was roommates with a young twenty-seven who had fractured a leg finishing with the bike against a curbstone. Sensing that I wanted to leave as soon as possible to reunite the child left alone in the hotel, invited me to not be in a hurry to avoid having to possibly return later on for a new trouble to the head. He said: "Life is long and one more day in hospital does not change anything." But I am consolidating the growing impression that life is short and time is running away inexorably.
Fortunately for us, though Sundays, late morning led me to do the CT scan control was completely negative. It was to wait up to sixteen hours in the afternoon, when I finally had resigned. When we got back in the hotel room where Alex had moved only for breakfast, skipping lunch, seemed to me to see her vanish in all the tension accumulated.
The rest of the holiday is spent in a minor key for the condition of rest, which I had to obey, and, above all, for the not-too-favorable weather conditions that gave us several days of rain. On http://picasaweb.google.it/romano.scuri I posted some photos taken nearly a thousand among the lasting memories of those days.
