WARNING: POST CONTAINS GRAPHIC IMAGES
For our six month anniversary, Ross and I decided to trek up to Whistler for a night. Not only had Ross never been there before, but with his travel agency connections, he was able to score a SWEET suite at the Westin Resort for $75 (normally the room is $239).
We didn't do anything too interesting, just bar-hopped around Village Square, went clubbing at Maxx Fish, etc. But the copious amounts of alcohol we consumed ensured we didn't feel too hot the next morning, despite inhaling the portable oxygen in our hotel room. But overall, it was a fantastic weekend.
Oh. I forgot. This also happened:
Ross did something stupid and f'ed up his ankle.
It was swollen and slightly bruised at first...then slowly turned a mean red color. Ross couldn't walk on it much without some pain. Then it got even worse...
We started to think it was gangrene and perhaps his foot would fall off. It was getting nastier and puffier by the day. So, we took a day off work and limped down to the medical clinic.
The doctor scolded Ross for f'ing it up and then sent us on our merry little way to get X-rays done. Of course, after waiting for hours at the clinic, by the time we got to the X-ray lab, the X-ray doctor who would tell us whether or not his ankle was broken, had just gone home. Probably to play golf. So, as of now, we have no clue if its just bruised, sprained, fractured or just plain fucked.
This morning however, it turned a queasy shade of yellow and Ross couldn't walk on it at all. That can't be good.
Now, I know what you are all wondering: what the hell happened to his ankle?
How about I let you be the judge? Did Ross:
A) Get drunk and decide it was a good time for mountain biking (thank God for the helmet)
B)Get drunk and get his foot crushed in the gondola door
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C) Get drunk and get attacked by a bear while getting drunk (and attempting to save me in the process)
D)Get drunk and decide to scale the Westin's waterfall and jump off of it
OR, is it E): All of the above?
