My baby brother is in a critical care unit following an accident on the highway late last night. From what I know he is stable after some surgery to address an internal bleed, looking at a recovery measured in months. I need more coffee. Update* He is stable. Progressing well. Off the ventilator, off most of the stabilizing meds, pain is well controlled without rhino tranquilizer. This brother is the black sheep who left home as a teen after months of fighting and screaming matches to go live with his girlfriend and her family. Before he came off the ventilator he wrote a note to the nurse asking her to call his 'adoptive family' and have them come. Drama has ensued. I think I have felt almost every emotion humans are capable of feeling in the last 48 hours. I got 3 hours of sleep last night before getting to the hospital at 3:58AM today.