I survived!

Last week, I drove a truck across Norway. A strange thing to do, you may say, but not so to me. I have had an interest for trucks since childhood, and since I have the lisence to drive them, I tend to drive big trucks a couple of weeks every year. As a recreational thing, and as inspiration.

This time, however, things did not go as planned.

In a right-hand turn, the whole truck (an 18-wheel semi truck) fell over, and rolled off the road and 15 meters down a valley, making two full rolls before it landed on its wheels. I wore seatbelts. And I had my Guardian Angel watching over me.

As the truck left the road, I blacked out, accepting my destiny. Beliving that this was the end, that now I would die.

Luckily for me, the great forces did not want me back this night, and put in place a great rescue mission. I where stuck in the truck for only one hour before they got me out and flew me directly to Oslo. I do not recall much from the flight and the next hours, as I was high as a kite (as the Violent Femmes would have put it).

I had critical injury to my lungs, and only after 5 days where I released to "less" observation, and transfered to my local hospital.

I will most likely post several posts on the accident, how I persived it and what I have learned. I will do this as I recover more, as I currently I am still heavily drugged and probably not making too much sense.

I thank you all for the consern, flowers, wishes, visits and more that I have recieved. I truly appreciate it, and had no clue that so many people care about me. It makes me happy and humble.

I would love to see you smile to a complete stranger on the street today!

And yes, I am now recovering quickly and very well indeed!