**headdesk, headdesk, headdesk**

[ysabet]

 Found out this morning that my older brother Bill wrecked his Harley last night.  He's in the hospital in Panama City with a shattered knee, damaged hip, tons of abrasions/lacerations/bruises and a cracked bone above the knee.  They did surgery immediately upon his arrival and saved the leg, but his knee's toast; he'll be in there for the long haul, and the joint's gonna have to be totally replaced. Further surgery's planned (probably either today or tomorrow) to remove more bone fragments and try to stop the bleeding-- he takes some sort of med from his heart problems that's keeping him from clotting properly.  The poor guy's on heavy, heavy painkillers right now... he remembered the car suddenly pulling out about 15 feet away in front of him from a side-street and realizing that he couldn't stop in time, and he remembers seeing the roof of the car beneath him as he flew over it.  The other driver was charged (a woman in her 70's), it was a well-lit major intersection, there were plenty of witnesses and my brother was both helmeted and driving within the speed limit.

So if y'all can spare a bit of juju and good thoughts, he and I'd appreciate them.  He's gonna need all the help he can get.  But at least he's still here; it could've been one hell of a lot worse.