February made me shiver
Max is doing much better now. Some of you know from his journal what's been going on and some of you don't. Minor sledding accident --> major surgery. He basically shattered his elbow and after surgery on Monday, he has a plate and many screws in it. Tuesday post-op in the hospital was absolute misery for him because a large nerve was moved, keeping him awake all night after surgery, but we (his mom, dad, and I) managed to get him home to his apartment before the worst of the snow was down. Once he was home, he got some sleep and seems to be improving since then. Physical therapy isn't going to be fun, I'm sure, but at least it's steady progress.
Last Wednesday right before Max's accident, I had my history class from (6-9pm). I made friends with a girl there because we'd both arrived early. She was on crutches for a broken foot and I offered her a ride home when Max came to pick me up. She said that she'd finally gotten a hold of someone. We said good bye and that we'd see each other next week. Max's accident happened later that night. Fast forward through the next several days. I was barely in class and not at work (both because of Max and later the weather), so I lost touch with the outside world until last night. Apparently, Esther died shortly after I saw her that Wednesday night. The paper just said that the cause of death was unknown. South Bend Tribune
I've slept too little and felt too much this month already.