Well, we brought Anneliese into the Canine Ophthalmologist and her right eye is actually worse than her left eye. She is in a precarious state with these Corneal Ulcers, but I will give her the ointment for her eyes and keep her as quiet as I can. And hopefully, we will have some healing.
The ride home waws rather eventful, as we had a road rage incident with a burly truck driver.
We were in a line of traffic on Route 11. The truck in front of us was bothering Jack because he couldn’t see, and all he wanted to do was pass and get by him.
Finally, he started to pass and I told him not to because on the other side of the road the traffic was closing in fast, and the truck driver sped up and came on the passenger side of the car trying to almost push us into oncoming traffic.
This is an example of the truck that nearly ended our lives today!
I could see the truck driver’s angry face. I was scared and screaming. I felt I was going to die.
Somehow we made it into our lane, and disaster was averted. But the truck followed us all the way from Rochester until Alton.
A police car started following us and so at a scenic pull-off, we pulled off. That’s when the trucker pulled in, tried to block us into the pull off. The trucker jumped out of his truck and came toward our car! I told Jack not to open the window or get out of the car. I told him to drive away.
The trucker smashed his fist on the driver’s side window and windshield! (It did not break, thank God!) I was screaming again.
He followed us for a long time and I was telling Jack that if he followed us to Meredith, we needed to drive to the Police Station. But the truck did pull off.
I am feeling terrified. I am so scared this trucker will look up our plate number and find our address.
This guy was furious and a maniac!!!
I went to the New Hampshire State site and looked up the Law for this incident. It clearly stated that the truck driver was at fault. In the Law, it says, if a car starts to pass you, you are to back off and pull closer to the right side of the road to make the pass easier for the passing car.
And then to follow us and try to destroy the glass windows on our car, well, that is under the heading of road rage.
The truck was a simple yellow boxed van truck and I couldn’t make out the license plate. Oh, how I wish I had!
So by the time we got home, I was feeling pretty stressed out. I did have a chance to make dinner and clean it up before collapsing in my chair with Arnie and watching another episode of Downton Abbey.