crashed at chris’s last night after doing additional mad drastic things to my hair. fell asleep woke up to him telling me his mom was out walking lost control of the walker fell backwards hit her head on the sidewalk they think it’s bad.
he went into the bathroom and my sleepsoaked brain slowly slowly processed this information factoring in the facts she’s six foot tall has bad knees would fall straight back. distance velocity at impact age physical condition bone density existing neurological issues … i got up. he came out of the bathroom i asked to make sure: ‘on the sidewalk?’
he said yes.
on the sidewalk.
we have to go trick-or-treat now, kurtwood and i.