Yours Truly was running down the sidewalk on the left side of our town's major thoroughfare, and came to one of its many entrances/driveways. A driver was waiting to turn right onto said thoroughfare, and since all oncoming cars would be on his left, left was his focus. Knowing this probability, I usually stop or run behind any cars waiting to pull out. But as I approached, I looked at the driver and THOUGHT we had eye contact. Not. So just before I got past him, he hit the gas and sent me tumbling. I'm detailing this can-happen-all-too-easily scenario for you, in hopes it will be a reminder to all. NEVER ASSUME THEY SEE YOU. It nearly happened to me a couple of years ago, but the driver stopped as I jumped past his front left bumper.
I wasn't hurt, other than a few scrapes and some prize bruises. I even finished my run after picking myself up and comforting Shaken-Driver-Justin (yes, we exchanged info) who probably aged ten years and saw his entire life flash by him in that moment. He would have hand-carried me to the nearest Mayo Clinic and donated a kidney, if needed. Worried-Justin called me later that day and I could hardly convince him that I was okay. He just wanted to stay on the phone and hear me say it a few hundred times.
I have also gained a front-row education of what happens a few hours after any type of physical trauma. Oh my. Apparently muscles, particularly my knee which took the brunt of the fall, have this delayed reaction rudely initiated by Tightening, and promptly followed by a nasty companion called Soreness. I became a hobbler for a day and fortunately remembered, the next morning, that Husband had a knee brace in his drawer. That brace has now become my friend and is earning its keep.
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Ouch!, I'm glad that you and Justin are OK.
ReplyDeleteAt least the driver was nice and wasn't some jerk!! I am glad you are o.k!
ReplyDeleteThank goodness it wasn't worse! Happy healing to you and Justin.
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