Hit by a truck

Have you ever used that expression "I feel like I've been hit by a truck"?  I'm pretty sure I've used it before, but now I can actually say I know what it feels like.

Yesterday morning I parked my car at the park-and-ride and - bus pass in hand - was walking through the parking lot to the bus stop.  Over my shoulder I could see a truck cut through a line of empty parking stalls and thought "gee, that truck is coming awfully close to me, are they trying to run me out of their way?" but the next thing I know, the truck hits me from behind and knocks me to the ground!   I am in a total state of shock and disbelief.  The driver comes flying out of her truck saying "oh my god, oh my god" and my first words to her were "I can't believe you just did that!"

She whips out her phone as I gingerly get up and asks if I want her to call an ambulance.  I say I think I am okay, besides being dazed and scraped up (thank goodness I chose to wear a jacket or my elbows would have been hamburger.  I don't even want to think about my knees if I wasn't wearing jeans.  I told her I would like her to call the police.

We wait in the 5 a.m. darkness for the police to arrive, her nervous chatter making me want to slug her.  The police came and wrote up a report.  She isn't cited because in the officer's words, she wasn't driving fast enough to be charged with reckless driving.  Still, wouldn't you consider it reckless to HIT A PEDESTRIAN in a parking lot???

I drove myself home and my husband took me to urgent care after we got the kids off to school.  After 3 hours, I learned I had no broken bones, but by now it was 6 hours after the accident and the pain was starting to set in.   I also went to my chiropractor, who can't do a full assessment until 72 hours has passed.  He also warned me the pain would increase and by Sunday I probably won't be able to get out of bed without help.

I am stunned, in shock and incredible pain.  And I lost my bus pass.