Yesterday my dad got pinned under one of the wheels of his semi when he and my mom were doing some maintenance. Her quick thinking saved his life.
He was under the truck. The trailer brake released and the semi with a load on the trailer started to roll. He felt it and started scampering. Mom was in the cab watching the air pressure and was able to apply the brakes and reset the trailer brakes instantly, but Dad was trapped. He was conscious.
Not knowing the extent of his injuries, Mom ran to the neighbors for help in getting the truck off of him. They weren't home. She was able to flag down a passing vehicle with two men who came to help her with the hydraulic air jack to lift it up.
He had about 16,000 pounds of weight on his hip/thigh for what he said felt like ten minutes.
Mom loaded him in the pickup and started for the hospital. It just so happened that my husband and I were pulling into the drive at this time because we had been at a flea market nearby. Mom just yelled as she passed, "Follow me to the hospital! Dad's been hurt bad!" I heard Dad say, "Go! Go! Go!"
We were off.
At this point, I had no idea what had happened. All I knew was that Dad was conscious. My mind flashed to things like being cut with a saw or welder burns. I called my sister who was out on a lake to tell her that something was going on, but I wasn't sure exactly what. She and her family pulled their boat out of the water and started heading toward us.
Then Dad called me himself from his cell phone. That was the first indication I had that he had been pinned under the truck tire. All he said was, "It's my hip. I think I'm hurt bad. Come to the hospital."
I was praying my heart out between my phone calls with my sister. I passed on the bits of information I gathered to her as I was able to assemble them. We both were having visions of lots of blood, life flight, and worse. At the very least we were thinking his hip had to be crushed under all that weight.
Amazingly, when Mom got him to the emergency room he walked in on his own.
We waited in the emergency waiting room with Mom while they took him to x-ray. We were hoping for the best and fearing the worst. The x-ray technician finally came out into the waiting area. (It's a very small community hospital where everybody knows everybody) I asked her how bad it looked. She said, "I love it. The doctor has to look at it, but I see no break. He got a really bad pinch."
They decided to keep him overnight for observation. He's one tough man. He refused the morphine they wanted to give him because he thought it would make him feel funny. He went without pain medicine all night.
The only injury he sustained besides bruising was some serious road rash on his behind and arm as he was trying to scramble free when he felt the truck starting to roll. The wheel made about a 1/4 turn before the tire pinned him. Mom was quick in getting it stopped. She undoubtedly saved his life.
This whole incident could have been avoided had Dad not forgotten to block the wheels before they even started. He's a very safety driven guy. One slip up almost cost him big time.
Dad's biggest worry about spending the night at the hospital was that they would put him in the same room that my brother died in. He ended up three doors down from that room.
I'll admit that was a very sobering walk down that hospital hallway.
My brother will be gone three years this October.
Also weighing heavy on everyone's minds was the fact that my sister's little girl will be gone four years September 14th. She was struck by a vehicle and that was a horrible night at another hospital.
We've all been thinking about my 11 days in yet another hospital this time last year too.
As my nephew said, "When can our turn for bad things be over?"
We have so much to be thankful for today though. My dad is around for us to tease about his bruises and about being a tough guy. Laughing and joking eased the tension we were all feeling quite a bit of. Mom has been elevated to hero status deservedly so.
We could have easily been planning another funeral today.
Thanks to God for His miracles.
CW



