Feel pretty s***ty right now. He crashed his bike last night and wasnt wearing a helmet but had it strapped to the bike. Makes a lot of sence right. As of last night and today he is in a medically induced coma. He has a lacerated scalp and is bleeding around the brain and looks like he may have a bloody bruse on the brain. He has a bolt in his head to monitor pressure around his brain. The neurological surgeon said as of right now there is a less then 50% chance of having to operate and everything seems to be normal for ths type of injury and he should recover fully. Now to why I feel s***ty about this whole thing. My bil has been unemployed and living in my basement for alittle over a year now. He has always been there to help me do things when I asked. But lately I have been feeling like he was a non contributing family member and just thought it was time for him to move on. Now in light of this accident and realizing how fragile life is I feel like a piece of s**t for being so petty. God I hope he recovers fully and we can mend any difference we may have. I have always loved him but didn't realize how much until last night. I called out of work today and tomarow. The coordinator told me not to worry and do what I needed to do. Now while I like taking off I don't like to call out as this screws up are schedule. So I called the big cheese to apologize and let him know what was up. The best he could come up with was to do what I needed to do and I could help make it by working some saturadays or something. What a *******ing a**hole. Sorry for rambling people just needed to vent.