Tuff Break

I woke up late in the day today...the clock was ticking towards noon. I had been exhausted from the night before in which we had  a family get together for Frank's graduation (part 2). After waking up I didnt do much, i got up, opened my car windows and just hung around, watchin the yanks and family fued...i must have been thinking "things are good"..for one thing my dad wasnt home as early as he usually is. I normally could never sleep till 12 b/c he'd be home by 10:30 starting up the lawn mower or washin a car. But then the phone rang and it totally altered the remainder of my day. It was my father on the line and i heard a little concern in his voice..i knew, things werent good. He told me that my older brother Anthony had been hit by a car and had suffered a broken leg..He ashured me he was ok but thats pretty much the only info he gave to me. Later i got the whole story but for the a while i was walking around speculating the absolute worst. i mean what if my dad was only telling me partial truths not wanting me to worry..what if he has to get his legs ambutated god forbid..all these things and more were running through my head...but i finally got the full story of how he was working in the street as he always does..he set up the cones and was talkin to his partner who was sitting in the Con-Ed truck and he got slammed by a car  inside the coned area. He was luckily wearing a hard hat when he was hit cuz his head had knocked of the side view mirror, and he also lost his shoes and his vest. The ambulence was quick on the scene and rushed him to a nearby hospital...my dad said his face was covered with dry blood stemming from the cuts on his nose..he also has a small break in his hip which may prevent him from walking temporarily.

He will need at least 4 to 6 months off from work to recover but hopefully he'll be ok... he has already suffered an injury earlier this yr when he broke his foot...its been a really bad yr for my family when it comes to injurries, especially for my dad with my grandfather and anthony being hospitalized hes spent more time in a hospital then Tim "the tool man" Taylor.

Tomorow  morning i finally get to see him- its been a long trying day for me and im sure for the rest of my family. My mother's side all came to the house one by one to see get updates on his condition... and to see how me and my mother (who suffers from depression) were holding up. It looks like my August of layin in the shade with pink lemonade is over before it began but as long as hes better thats really all i care about.

Quotables: Life's funny and by that i mean it sucks!