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What do the following pictures have in common?

MY HUSBAND!!!

No snowboard season is complete without a visit to the emergency room.

Two years ago, Joseph had to take our good friend Jason to the emergency room after he slammed head first into a rock wall that he was trying to clear and jump up on. He had a massive concussion (he didn't even remember that he had a wife and kids or that him and Joseph were snowboarding) and also a shoulder injury which required surgery.

Last year's emergency room fun was due to Joseph separating the cartilage from his ribs and popping a rib out. That occurred when Joseph wiped out while trying to land a 360.

This year, he hasn't attempted to do 360's because of his ribs. However, on Saturday he decided that he couldn't hide from them any longer and started attempting the daunting task. He landed one and decided to go try for one more. The run actually had two jumps. The first jump he would do a 180 off of (not a big deal for him) and then the second, bigger jump he would attempt his 360.

Well, he landed wrong on the 180 and wiped out. He smacked his head and his left shoulder pretty hard. Thank goodness he was wearing a helmet or else the ambulance and ski patrol would have taken him off the mountain.

The result?

A sling, follow-up with an ortho surgeon, and a prescription of happy pills (more commonly known as Norco).

The emergency room doc said that he had separated his shoulder. There are four degrees of shoulder separation. The first being just a little swollen and bruised with the fourth being breaking of the bone. She said his was in between the second and third degree.

She doesn't believe that it will require surgery but wants him to follow up with the ortho doc. It will take 6-8 weeks to heal and he might have to do physical therapy.

And the man is begging me to let him go snowboarding next weekend for "closing weekend".

What did I say?

OVER MY DEAD BODY!