Hello all my dearest, I am dealing with life a little better today. My dad is still in very critical condition and has not shown great improvement. He has several things going on physically aside from the brain injury so they are keeping him sedated all day today. He is so hot, which they are thinking is likely related to the brain injury rather than infection. Not uncommon. And his belly is very distended so they're not feeding him right now. I have decided I cannot focus on the screens in his room anymore. They don't look good from a nursing/medical perspective. Many people have a strong faith that my dad is going to recover from this, and the head knowledge that I have has been holding me back from believing. Head knowledge would tell you that most people who are hit by a truck going "55 miles an hour" would probably be killed immediately. Head knowledge would tell you that with three intracranial bleeds there would probably be a significant amount of swelling. Sometimes our textbooks arent' as smart as our hearts, and that's where I am today. I still struggle with the occasional incompent nurse - my mother thinks I'm acting a bit imperialistic. Yeah, I had to look it up too. A nurse flippantly commented to my brother yesterday that she didn't think my dad could see. There are concerns about his vision, but we think he does see. I explained to her that it's probably not appropriate to share potentially devastating diagnoses in casual conversations with family members (my brother knew nothing about my dad's vision being in question). She apologized and said she meant no harm, and I said I knew she didn't which is why I wanted to give her some feedback. Then she said "but just know it's a possibility." I looked at her in the eyes and said "I know it's *possibility* that he could die, but we try to focus our energy on hope until we have no reason to anymore." I think this experience is going to really change me, and I'm afraid some of these changes may not be for the better. I don't care what mean and stupid people think about me anymore, I have no qualms in telling them they are mean and stupid. Today, I will say, we have a wonderful nurse and I have told her so. All that makes her wonderful is that she walked into the room, introduced herself, and is sincerely caring towards my father. That's all it takes to make a world of difference for family members. The running/biking community who all sort of idolize Dennis Herr ("The Animal") have been absolutely wonderful during all of this. We've heard lots of stories about my dad that we hadn't known before, which has been fun. There have probably been more people in this waiting room in biker shorts and thermal wear in the last week and a half than in the last 10 years. I think that's all I'll write for now. I'm still asking you to pray for what we cannot see. love, Holly