Perhaps you remember my niece, Tonia,
who hit a texter who ran a red light,
back on July 7?
Sweet young thing who walked away,
presumably texting OMG, can you believe what happened.
This was the two pin stage of recovery, a few days later.
Tonia has had three surgeries, plates, pins and screws put into her leg.
She as taught herself to use a walker and crutches, so she can be home and take care of her dog.
The sweet young thing's daddy's insurance has run out.
Tonia's attorney has a running tab with the hospital and the doctor.
That's a wound vac there, pumping oxygen in and sucking nasties out.
A nurse comes to the house to change it.
That's Moses, Tonia's dog.
Her knee says, in pretty permanent ink, "Yes," so they know which one to go after, every new surgery.
As if.
Tonia says she will need a graft at the end to fill in the hole in her leg.
A big permanent marker square has already been drawn on her butt.
She's still four weeks from weight bearing and starting real physical therapy.
If you see anyone behind the wheel, texting, blow your horn and shake your finger.
