I knew that King was hit by a car and had terrible injuries, but never read the details.
I have no memory of the accident, but am told that the driver was over 80, stopped, was remorseful, and said it was his fault.
Oddly, I have no interest in him, no anger, no outrage. I'd like to claim a wonderful forgiving nature, but the fact is that he just doesn't show up on my radar--the first thing that I remember was wondering why I was in an ambulance. Since then, I've been busy with more important matters.
Speaking of which, my bowels are slowly resuming a more normal regimen, but I plan to ask about those Ex-Lax squares, which never occurred to me--thanks.
