yes, my brother is great. I love him so much and am so lucky to have him as my brother. The haters will assume (hopefully not say) some kind of sick and twisted thoughts. My brother is straight and we are not from appalachian mountain region...so there is none of that sick shit. I love my brother like ...a brother. He is my best friend.
Last week hit him very hard. He has never had anyone close to him get sick or go through a major medical situation. He didn't leave the hospital for 3 days, sleeping the first night in the waiting room, while I was in ICU and the second night in my room in the cardiac unit. I am surprised they allowed that but they did. Wednesday, I convinced him to o home and shower and change his clothes and get some sleep.
And then Thursday, I went home from the hospital and the first night I slept in the living room in my recliner, because I didn't want to tackle the stairs. My brother slept 10 feet away on the sofa. I tried to tell him not to. Over the weekend, they would not allow him to sleep at the rehab facility. :rolleyes:
He is my younger brother by 8 years, but this last week it sort of feels like he is my older brother looking out for me. I love that kid!
Only problem is...he is my blackjack partner. 50/50. we don't play together, but combine and split results. This smooths out variance. My year (blackjack) ended prematurely at a moments notice. Ideally, I would like to have my partner still putting in his hours, but he has not played a hand o blackjack, in 12 days now. I love that he is helping me and wants to be a part of my recovery, but I want to get him back to work in the next week or so.