Yesterday I had the closest shave I think I’ve ever had with death.
I was driving in Bristol when a huge lorry intruded into my lane and clipped the back of my Golf on a roundabout slewing me round in front of his cab which then made contact with the whole driver side of my car and carried me sideways up the road while he started braking. I could actually feel the pressure of the lorry on the door as the momentum pinned me onto that side of the car and I felt the car starting to tip over but somehow it didn’t and he managed to stop. I had to climb out the passenger side as the lorry was up against the driver side and the doors couldn’t open. Miraculously I was very shaken but uninjured!
The police came and said it was his fault (well I KNEW that) but he didn’t deny it and admitted he hadn’t seen me at all but “felt” something on the blind side of his lorry. Someone called an ambulance but they just told me to go home and rest. These huge lorries are a menace on town streets but I suppose they’re just doing their job.
Thankfully he wasn’t speeding and after we’d stopped he told me that if it had happened the day before it would have taken longer to stop as the truck had 40 tons load the previous day but happened to be empty when we collided.
I was shaking like a leaf and couldn’t sleep very well last night but apart from a few aches and pains I feel fine today – though I keep flashing back to looking up at that huge lorry thinking my moment had come – it was a very weird feeling of disappointment that it was all going to end like that without being able to tell anyone I’d finally found some tenants for my house!
Weird, you’d think I’d have thought of something a bit more important for a last thought!
The car’s pretty mashed up on that side of course and the insurance have provided me with a courtesy car already which is pretty impressive. Anyway – that was my day yesterday – it’ll take a while to get over it I think but I’m counting all my blessings that I’m still here at all.
Thank goodness everything came out the way it did. Cars can be replaced. Wonderful bloggers, though, are rare and very hard to come by, especially those with colorful, exciting lives. (Well, yours is for the most part.)
You obviously have more work to do in this world. More blogs to write, more music to record, more stages to perform on, more stories to tell.
Congrats on the new tenants, too.
Wow! I am so glad you are safe and sound, Chandra. I cannot imagine how frightening that must have been for you. It’s amazing how a matter of seconds can change things in our lives.
I hope the wee aches and pains go away quickly.
Oh my god! Thank goodness you are OK! How scary that must have been.
You know, I was always very wary of the trucks on the roads in the UK. They are not much better here, but over there they really do inspire terror. I think they should be much better regulated.
I am so glad you are OK, Chandra. Take it easy, my friend. I wouldn’t blame you if you took a while to settle. XXXXX
She is alive! Hooray, she is alive!
Hey! You can’t just go dying whenever you feel like it! There’re important things to be done first, like writing me into your Will. Houses. I like houses. Ones without wheels unless they’re readily cashable, thanks.
I had an accident a few weeks ago which is part of the reason my PD sock puppet hasn’t been posting. I got a paper cut. My life flashed before my eyes. Actually, that bit was pretty fucken good. But the paper cut! Aaaaaaaah! They’re more annoying than yo … ahem … yodelling.
I have missed you, m’dear, yet still love you long time.
Okay, while SS is busy awaiting moderation Sock Puppet Demented has arrived. As if I ever needed moderation. Sheesh! PD, SS and I are glad, in varying degrees, that you’re okay and only shaken, not stirred.