with a drunk driver driving, there's no surviving

On Saturday at 4:30 am, my sister's car was hit by a drunk driver who then fled the scene. She was extracted from the car with the Jaws of Life. She has a broken foot, fractured hip, and three breaks in her lower spine. Don't worry-- they pricked her toe and it moved. People, she's going to be fine!

I spoke to her on the phone today, and she was druggy. "I've lost my peace," she told me. "I know how that feels," I responded. "Remember that gnarly car accident I was in some years ago? Out of nowhere. You realize that all those plans you made only matter so much. And you think about yourself differently when you consider yourself dead. You think about the people you care about and you think about the people who care about you and how your death would affect them. God I love you so much, this is so scary," I told her. 

"You idiot! I said I lost my TEETH!" she said.