We had just pulled into a receiver and was ready to drop the load. I was a little confused by the set up. At the entrance they had a barrel so you couldn’t pull in. I was distracted and grabbed my info and next thing I know I am laying on the ground out side the truck. My glasses went flying and luckily Craig heard something and looked out. My saviour picked me up and got me back in the truck.
Luckily nothing was seriously hurt but 3 days later and I still can’t sit on my tailbone. I was pretty miserable the first day and the second was a little better. Weird thing is you hurt and then you hurt somewhere else. Still taking ibuprofen and sitting on pillows. Now it’s just my hips and my tailbone. It could have been a lot worse!! I figure a few more days and it will be ALL better. After driving I definitely feel a lot worse and my poor husband has to deal with my whining. But I can tell you that I will never get out of the truck without 3 points of contact. It is a LONG WAY down and I didn’t fall the entire way.
We have been running hard since. We are about to drop our load in Colton and pick up another one tomorrow running back to Maryland. Hoping I might be able to sneak a visit with my dad and a couple friends if possible. We are going to try and make a visit down to Chattanooga to see the grandkids and their parents LOL. Craig has decided that I may need a couple days out of the truck. I think he may be right.