I've been smeared by a drunk at a red light. Hit by a city bus while walking. And now....
I cannot make this #$%* up it's so unreal.
Two night's ago a tree fell across my Mother's driveway in quite a windy day. Now they own and run a horse ranch outside of Rockton, IL. Lots of woods and a decently long driveway.
So yesterday after I got off work I rode out to the house so I could cut the tree up so my father didn't have to. He has heart problems and the last thing I need is for him to drop dead cutting up a tree.
When I got there the neighbors had the tree all cut up and stacked in the back yard. They were just finishing raking up the small sticks when I came down the drive.
My parents had just got home from going out to eat with another set of neighbors and we were all talking in the driveway about how odd it is to have a healthy looking tree fall like that.
No sooner had everyone decided to go home, when we heard the crashing of yet another tree falling.
My father ran for his truck and I followed.... I glanced up to see it heading right for us. Everyone else scattered like roaches.
I tried to get him down but wasn't quick enough and a branch struck him across the head and shoulders and me across the arms. We both fell in a mess of leaves and branches next to his truck.
The paramedics had to cut the tree away from us, and in the wall of leaves and branches, found me over him with my coat on him trying to keep him still. He was fuzzy for about 5 seconds and then asked why I pushed him down. I told him it was the tree and he replied jokingly... "ungrateful children" and then we laughed.
I walked away without a scratch. But given his heart problems they kept him in the ICU overnight to monitor him just in case. Everyone else got away clean. There were 7 of us in total.
The truck has a few scratches and a nice dent in the tailgate.... I'll get pictures of what's left of the tree when I get home.
So maybe my luck is changing.... but if it's at the expense of my father... I'll gladly step infront of that bus again.
