So, yesterday I drive to my dialysis center and park my truck out front, as I always do. Absolutely nothing unusual happens on the way to the dialysis center; no engine problems, no road problems, nothing. A little more than two hours later, from my chair in the treatment center I notice that all of the nurses and technicians are gone. This never happens; there has to be qualified medical personnel in the treatment area at all times when people are connected to the dialysis machines. The next thing I see is a nurse run at breakneck speed from the front reception area to the very back of the center, and then back again. She is carrying a fire extinguisher.
A couple of seconds later, I see another nurse run to the back and then return with another fire extinguisher. This doesn’t look good. After another ten seconds, a couple of nurses come in and start removing patients from their machines and evacuating them outside the building. Definitely not good. Finally, a nurse comes up to me and says that my truck is on fire. My truck. On fire. Just great.
Turns out that various nurses used 6 fire extinguishers to attempt to put out the fire, to no avail. Finally the San Antonio Fire Department showed up and put the fire out quickly. When I finally got a look at what was left of my truck (a 2000 Ford Ranger Super-Cab), there was a hole burned through the hood so big that I could see right into the cab of the truck. The fireman said it looked like an electrical fire because the hole in the hood was directly above the battery.
Here’s the humorous part: I called my insurance company and gave them the grim details, and while she’s gathering vehicle information, she asks, “What color is the truck?”
Burnt Orange.
