Last Wednesday I left for San Diego with my mom to go check on my brother in the hospital. December 17th he was hit by a car while on his motorcycle. He suffered from a broken femur, shattered ankle, shattered foot, broken hand, and collapsed lung. The first two days he was sedated and intubated. A chest tube was put in afterwords and he just got that out a few days prior to us arriving.
He has had countless surgeries and his entire foot is being reconstructed. The Tuesday before we arrived he had an 8 hour long surgery where they took muscle from his stomach and integrated it on his foot.
He has only one more surgery left that will hopefully happen tomorrow or Thursday. They will be putting a plate into his foot and doing a skin graft.
Aside from all the physical pain, I didn't anticipate all of the emotional pain. I thought going down there would be fun and I would have fun hanging out with my brother. Instead I had to be the support for both my brother and my mom. I am so emotionally drained. This process is going to be life changing for everyone involved in my brother's life.
I am so happy to be home. I cried all night on Sunday, didn't sleep, and slept all day on Monday. I can't wait to go give my horse a hug tonight. Prayers for emotional support are incredibly needed.