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Not a Fair Fight
My co-worker I told you about who suffered "a broken hand" when he was hit by a car told me (over the phone) that it looked like he'd been in a fight.
I said it wasn't a fair fight.
He said he liked that phrase and was going to use it. He said it would have been fair if he had been in a car also.
I said it also might have helped if he'd had any warning that there would be a fight.
He said that was true. There weren't even any screeching tire sounds or anything.
[Skip to the last paragraph if you don't like hearing bad news, are not into rubber-necking, and are not overly interested in looking at the complex realities behind newspaper stories.]
Obviously he's all scraped up and bruised up. He also said he's not supposed to be walking. He says between him and his wife, there's just over one whole person. He is her legs (leg--he can hop); she is his hands and brain. He can use three fingers on his broken hand for typing, but he can't yet grasp anything with that hand.
Neither of them can drive with their bad legs and hands. He tried working from home yesterday, but is going to have to wait a bit longer.
Someone else told me they had seen the car. The front was completely smashed in as if the driver had hit a wall. But all she hit were people. I'm trying to imagine that, but I just can't.
Other updates since my previous post: The pedestrians were not in the road, they were in the median. That guy in the coma died and was my co-worker's best friend. He was in his wedding party and his band. So all those pains and itchings I was feeling sorry for him about were nothing compared to that.
The link in the preceding paragraph is oddly inspiring. (An earthen couch covered with grass in the back yard? That sounds cool.)
I said it wasn't a fair fight.
He said he liked that phrase and was going to use it. He said it would have been fair if he had been in a car also.
I said it also might have helped if he'd had any warning that there would be a fight.
He said that was true. There weren't even any screeching tire sounds or anything.
[Skip to the last paragraph if you don't like hearing bad news, are not into rubber-necking, and are not overly interested in looking at the complex realities behind newspaper stories.]
Obviously he's all scraped up and bruised up. He also said he's not supposed to be walking. He says between him and his wife, there's just over one whole person. He is her legs (leg--he can hop); she is his hands and brain. He can use three fingers on his broken hand for typing, but he can't yet grasp anything with that hand.
Neither of them can drive with their bad legs and hands. He tried working from home yesterday, but is going to have to wait a bit longer.
Someone else told me they had seen the car. The front was completely smashed in as if the driver had hit a wall. But all she hit were people. I'm trying to imagine that, but I just can't.
Other updates since my previous post: The pedestrians were not in the road, they were in the median. That guy in the coma died and was my co-worker's best friend. He was in his wedding party and his band. So all those pains and itchings I was feeling sorry for him about were nothing compared to that.
The link in the preceding paragraph is oddly inspiring. (An earthen couch covered with grass in the back yard? That sounds cool.)
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I'm glad the lawyer lived life to the fullest, but he should have had a lot more of it to live. I'm very glad your friend and his wife are recovering.