Close Call

I got a call from my mother just after 5pm today telling me that she was at the ER waiting for my brother to arrive.

WHAT?

Turns out he had an accident at work - got hit in the face with a bar and was being taken there. That's all she knew. So I got myself together, called his girlfriend, told her, and headed out.

I got home and waited for my father who got there shortly after. Maybe 10 minutes later, my boyfriend arrived, and we waited to hear from my mother. She finally called to say that my brother was being taken in for a CAT scan. Turns out he got hit in the face and had a huge bump on his forehead. That's all she knew for now, but she'd get back to us.

So we waited for a few hours - had dinner and tried to occupy ourselves by watching TV. They finally came home around 9pm. My brother's face was swollen and he was getting a black eye. He has a fractured nose but no concussion. GOOD! Turns out that he got hit in the face right in the crook of his eye (by where it meets his nose) with a bar that secures chains on his truck. I didn't quite follow and since I've never seen his truck @ work, I can't picture it, but I can see the damage it did by flying up at him. He looked miserable before he went to bed. And I'm sure he's going to be worse tomorrow (that's what the ER doctors told him). But they said he doesn't have a concussion (well, they said he has a MINOR one, but nothing to be worried about) and no severe head injuries so he should be fine. I guess we're just supposed to keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't start acting strange (but he's my brother - he IS strange!).

I just thank God that he's ok. Between work and his motorcycle, he's spent so much time in the ER that he should have a frequent flyer deal or something!! I just hope he'll heal quickly and be back as good as new in no time!