My Husband Was Hit By A Car This Morning!!!

Before you start to really panic, let me first tell you that he's OK. He has a cut on his leg and some bruises, but thats all. If it were more serious than that, I doubt I'd be sitting here blogging about it, so you can rest easy.

Here is what happened...

We are in Ogden, UT and had just finished unloading at a pet food mill here. It is on a quite, dead end side street that doesn't receive much traffic. We were leaving when he saw that a truck pulling a dry van was having a difficult time backing into the dock. It was one of those docks that requires you to back into a cavity in the building, blocking the street while you are maneuvering into it.

Malcolm got out and proceeded to help the guy, telling him how far he could back up, when to turn, etc.

He had parked the truck on the right hand shoulder, was standing in the street, and the truck backing in was blocking the left hand side of the road.

A pickup, pulling one of those little flatbed trailers like you haul lawnmowers on, was in too big a hurry to wait for the truck to finish backing in. I was working on the computer and out of the corner of my eye I saw this pickup zip by, and though "what a jerk, and he ought to at least slow down some!" He was almost past when I heard a thump, and when I glanced over, Malcolm was sitting on the guys trailer. The wheel hub on the trailer had hit Malcolm and knocked his legs out from under him.

I'm so glad that he wasn't hurt worse, but furious with that driver. What an idiot! I sincerely hope he got the shit scarred out of him when he realized what he did (excuse my language)! Fortunately he did have the presence of mind to stop immediately and that probably kept Malcolm from being hurt worse.

Needless to say the driver got a really good tongue lashing from Malcolm. It was one of those events where you are in such shock that your mind doesn't really process fast enough. They guy apologized, sort of, and went on his way. And immediately after his departure, I realized I should have gotten his license plate and called the police, if for no other reason than to have them give him a second tongue lashing.

We're waiting to load now before returning to California with a load of potash. Malcolm just went to check in, and I don't see him limping but he says he's sore. I'd imagine so! I'm still in shock that this happened, and angry, and relieved. It could have been worse, so I'm also thankful. What a pickle we'd be in now if he had been seriously injured!

I usually am not a vindictive person, but I seriously hope that jerk is shook up past functioning today and has an awful day, thinking about what happened and being scarred.