That's me banging my head against the keyboard. And screaming. And being sad.
Read on for a lengthy vent/knottie vibe request/whatever.
As I posted a couple days ago, my poor little brother is in the hospital. He's 15 and a healthy kid. Early Monday morning, he complained that his left side was hurting. So my parents took him to immediate care and they did an x-ray and told him HIS LUNG PARTIALLY COLLAPSED. Spontaneously. He was checked into the hospital and put on oxygen. Then when that didn't work, he had a chest tube inserted. The tube has been in since Monday.
Since the tube has been inserted, he's had some bad days. He's been nauseated, not eating, etc. Yesterday he had an x-ray done and the doctor noted that the lung has not experienced ANY change. It is not reacting to the chest tube at all. The doc's recommendation? That the chest tube be removed today or tomorrow and he be sent home. Sometime (not sure when) after he is sent home, his lung will fully collapse. And he will know it, because it is unpleasant. Then he should go immediately to the hospital, where an emergency surgery will be performed.
He's a super star student and loves school, which just started. He'll miss at least one month of school. He can't do practically anything, just wait for the lung to collapse. Oh, and I'm getting married next Saturday. So. There's that.
I just extremely shitty. He's my baby brother and I hate that he feels so bad. And he really, really does. On a selfish note, I'm also preparing for the possibility of canceling or postponing the wedding. And it just all sucks.
I would appreciate any cheering up tips for my brother, prayers, knottie vibes, whatever.
