My Uncle, The Genius
So my mom was visiting my Uncle David last night, who's had a few health problems after he fell about 14 feet onto brick and rocks and nearly broke his back. This was back on the 4th of July about...six or eight years ago, I think. Heavy drinking does wonders for your sense of balance.
Anyway. So he wasn't feeling all that well and my mom suggested he go to the hospital, to which he absolutely refused. So what happens? Oh, well, the next morning he winds up in going to the hospital, anyway. Except instead of driving there himself, or maybe having my mom drive for him, now it's in an ambulance.
Dumbass.
And thanks to that delay?
Oh, well, now he's dead. He wasn't even 50. Fuck.
Anyway. So he wasn't feeling all that well and my mom suggested he go to the hospital, to which he absolutely refused. So what happens? Oh, well, the next morning he winds up in going to the hospital, anyway. Except instead of driving there himself, or maybe having my mom drive for him, now it's in an ambulance.
Dumbass.
And thanks to that delay?
Oh, well, now he's dead. He wasn't even 50. Fuck.