This is one of the happiest aggressive drawings I've ever seen.
This morning my mom and sister were hit in their car while crossing route 100 by a 17 year old male driver. 17 year old male driver. 17 year old male driver. He didn't stop at a red light where Giant is.. so he hit them at full highway speed. That part of the road is straight practically as far as you can see, I wonder what he was doing that caused him to NOT SEE THE RED LIGHT (not yellow) from QUITE A DISTANCE, and the cars pulling out to cross the street. He hit the car right where my sister was sitting in her car seat, hard enough to make the car spin around and hit a truck on the other side of the car.
They're ok. My mom is fine, and my sister, aside from 8 stitches and nearly losing her ear, having pieces of glass go completely through it, and actually losing half her hair and having a ton of glass shards embedded in her head, is also alright. The car is totaled. All of the windows crumbled. Apparently people were really nice to them... there were two fire trucks, fire police, several police cars and a couple ambulances, Lili got to ride in one! Lucky her. Another young man stopped and gave her his coat since she had a dress on, and a woman gave her a stuffed Dachshund named Winston. Mom said their clothes and coats are completely blood stained.
This is exactly a week after Tim admitted himself to the hospital for what was initially thought to be a heart attack. He was released Sunday with the minimal diagnoses of "acid reflux" ... and though he was happy to come home, my mom was livid. Pottstown hospital is the epitome of useless. He had more tests done this week, and they couldn't find anything. Something is clearly wrong, but now he can't afford any more testing.
Naturally, I'm upset.