I should be asleep...
But.. I'm drinking redbull and vodka in efforts to both numb and awaken myself. I'm trying to figure out how to add my dad's audiobooks to his ipod. I'm frustrated. I'm tired.. beyond tired. I spent at least 9 hours at the hospital today. I got a phone call shortly after 1 this afternoon. My dad fell 20 feet off a roof. 4 ribs, 1 vertibrae, neck, elbow, sternum.. broken. 3 inch gash on forehead, 1 inch below eye, and the back of his head was stapled. He's lucky to be alive. Even more lucky to have feeling in all his extremities. The biggest concerns right now are the bruising on the lungs and the possible pinched nerve in his elbow. That and he's a fidgety old bastard who's too stubborn to sit down and relax. That's my own concern, though. Alright well.. I give up on the damn ipod. I need sleep. Have to come back here tomorrow with the tech from the garage and have him pick my dad's truck locks. The worker who drove it home was so shaken he locked the keys in the damn thing.