in which: my brother is in a hospital in d.c., my parents are on their way
Right now I'm struggling to sleep and can't stop thinking about how lucky my family is, that my parents can get a call at 2am and can be in the car on their way to washington d.c. less than an hour later...and how lucky I am that I have never needed to go to the hospital, never needed to get an IV or have a morphine drip, never had the mystery diagnosis that my brother has right now, and I can only hope that the doctors in D.C. have more of an idea of what's wrong with him than the ones in danbury-this is so scary.