As am I. She recovered quite well, considering. Her knee-cap was split in half so she needed a lot of recovery time for that, and she has pins in her leg as a result. And she's self-conscious over the fact that a crack in her cheek-bone up to the eye-socket left half of her lower face slightly paralysed. Her smile is a little crooked now, and she hates it. When she brought it up when she tried to get her compo, the lawyer for the woman that ran her car into my sister's said, "Well, it's not like you're a model, are you?" That's how they managed to decrease her payout. Serious. Cause it's only important that you're partially facially paralysed if you're Naomi Campbell. It has no impact on a person in every day life. :I

Other than that, she's done well. Husband, gorgeous girls. Did some science courses that she had always thought herself too stupid to do. I'm really proud of her.

Whenever I think about how swollen her head was, the huge dent in the Holden Kingswood steering wheel made by the impact, her knee sewn together and swollen like a fucking cooked chicken, I get cold chills. And I thank God. A lot.

It's funny. The situation moved me to tell kids at school not to drink and drive. It was kind of pertinent since we were learning about drinking and drugs at school. So at show and tell, I told about what happened to my sister. I burst into tears up there in front of class, and I got laughed at. I hated everyone for it at the time but looking back, it's a pretty heavy subject matter for 11 year olds. Aaaand now I've rambled. LOL!

/coolstorysis

Anyway, that's why I go berko over this sort of thing.