Well most of my readers have either commented on Facebook or called us but anyway this has to be blogged about ‘for the records’.
I was out to see a client today and didn’t get back to the office until about 1pm and saw a message from the man on my phone asking me to ring him at home. My first thought was ‘what a bludger at home already’. When I called he sounded sick and when I asked him what he was doing he said ‘um I got hit by a car on my way to work’.
He sounded so awful but it was because he’d been asleep. My reaction ‘oh my GOD’. Then I had to sit down.
Someone opened a car door on him, and he hit it, came off his bike and then fell into a car driving alongside him and then that car hit his head.
Sounds impressive doesn’t it. He saved the part about the other car hitting his head until I got home. I was worried enough at work and afer I got off the phone said ‘the man got hit by a car’ and Stuart said ‘just go’. So off I went.
The ambulance and police came, and the police got everyone’s details including the door openers. Of course because the man is such a tough nut he got the ambos to patch him up and then he got a lift into work with the cops.
Thankfully, Dr Ben (the man’s mate who is a surgeon who is doing his PhD as well) drove him home and then inspected his wounds and re-dressed them. It’s nice to know plumbers and electricians – but actual doctors are pretty handy to have as friends.
The man got off with a pretty nasty wound/hole in his elbow, swollen and scraped hand where he hit the car door, a scraped knee and a tiny scrape on his nose. If he hadn’t of had a helmet on, I hate to think where he would be now. Seriously unbelievably lucky.
His bike wasn’t so lucky…but very much the least of our worries.
So I’ve been unsuccessfully trying to help him. Imagine a cranky bear. Now imagine that cranky bear with one paw bandaged up trying to cut up chicken kiev without taking up offered help.
My poor boy.