My little brother is in a coma

Isn't that the most awful sentence I have ever typed? My little brother is in a coma. There it is in black and white. A true fact.... and still so unbelievable.

My brother is sixteen. We're VERY close. He's come to me with everything and I to him. We're best friends. We have a good relationship. The last time I saw him was on the 3rd when we brought him back to Missouri (where he lives).

And now he's in a coma. He jumped out of a moving vehicle and hit his head. He fractured his skull in two places. His brain is swollen and bleeding. The bleeding is for the most part stabalized but the swelling is still bad.

He has become responsive! He has opened his eyes momentarily, wiggled his toes and his fingers. We are all hoping he is close to waking up and getting better.

Thanks for the prayers. Please keep them coming. I think we definitely need more than medicine.

Dear Little Brother

Please don't die..

Thanks,

Your very worried big sister.

My brother is in the hospital in critical condtion right now. He jumped out of a moving vehicle going 30 mph. He landed on his face and head and is unconcious and unresponsive. Please pray if it's something you do. If not just wish us good things. Help me keep him alive. I don't want my little brother to die. We're SO close.

Please don't die Caleb. Pull outta this.

I love you so much

Dear Baby Daddy,

If you want to get mad that Keagan would rather call you by your name than Daddy... maybe you should start being a daddy. Duh! Here's some crap you're doing WRONG that you are too stupid to see.

1. You don't feed him. A heated up hotdog may be a snack but it is not a meal. Quit giving it to him thinkin it will fill him up. Also... do you like your cereal dry but with a cup of milk on the side? No? Well neither does he. He knows how to use a spoon. Put some milk in his damn cereal! Feed him food. Real food. He doesn't like the BS you give him. He likes vegetables. Especially broccoli. He loves fruit. And pastas. Not cheesy hot dogs, poptarts and dry cereal. Those are all snacks.

2. When you bathe him it is NOT acceptable to just pour a huge cup of water over his head. Yes I realize the soap is tear free. Do you realize he hasn't quite learned to breathe under water? When you do that, he feels like he's drowning because he's inhaling water. Dumb ass. He will lean back if you will have some patience.

3. Speaking of patience... you need a lot more. It is not okay to spank him the way you do or swat his hand that hard. Also we count to three. It may seem dumb to you... but you seem dumb to me.

4. Just because you think it's okay to wear eyeliner and paint your nails does not mean I want my son to do it. Same goes for women. I do not want him to think it's okay to quite bluntly fuck a girl and send her on her way. I don't like the images you are sending him.

5. You think you're a nonconformist? Fine. Nonconform somewhere else. But here in the real world, Peter Pan, we have jobs, school and we take care of our kids. We sit at the table to eat like a family. We spend time with our kids without needing to be texting or on the computer at the same time. ESPECIALLY when it's settle down time after his bath (see number 2 again because you're forgetful like that) because it's really important to have our one on one time at this point. Read to him. Quit giving him a cup, cartoons and getting the fuck outta there as soon as possible.

6. You have been "too sick" all week to deal with him at night, or early in the morning when your mom and I are exhausted from being up with him all night because he's too sick. You don't have shit to do with him cuz you're sick. You have a fuckin cough. Your mom is throwing up and I can't stand up straight or breathe right. But TONIGHT at 11:30 PM you decide to hang out with your friends. You're not too sick for that? Okay. You know he DOES realize this shit don't you?

7. Don't you DARE turn to me EVER again and ask if I can handle Keagan alone tonight because you want to go out. I have been doing this for 2 and a half years. I got this. You don't help when you're here anyway. Seriously. You are NO help. You bitch when I ask you to do the most simple things. "Get Keagan a cup please, while I change his diaper, calm him down, give him his medicine and get him back to bed." You: "UGHGHGHGHGH" I'm sorry. Did I interrupt your online conversation? Fuck you.

8. Cough on his toys one more time, or in his face and I will beat the life right out of you. He's sick enough thank you. And why, at two years old is he smart enough to cover his mouth and GermX his hands and you are 21 and can't?

9. Speaking of. You are TWENTY ONE. You act younger than I do. And you don't shower. And you pick your nose. What was I thinking? Living with you has only made me despise you more. Please just stay the hell away from my son because you're gonna fuck him up. So until you're ready to do it right -- just back up and don't do it at all. The last thing I need is "where's daddy" questions and "well daddy does it" answers.

Thank you,

Keagan's Mommy

I don't know why it submitted the last entry before I was done adding pictures but oh well.

Hello again Xanga blog...

I am glad to say that things are going MUCH better. I sucked it up, moved out of the nannying house and in with Keagan's grandmother. We both have food, it's warm, clean, safe, bugless and more of a home. It's nice.

I started school again. 5 classes this semester. Off Summer. And 4 classes fall semester. Then I can apply for the nursing program. Once accepted it should only take me a year to become an LVN and another year after that to recieve my R.N. (bacholers degree). So this time next year I should be at least a nurse. Not quite to the standard I want but getting there.

My new years resolution was to focus. Focus on what's most important. I haven't been doing a horrible job at it but I could definitely improve. Part of that is putting Cordell (the guy I've been going on about) in the past and try to move foward. It's probably the hardest part of this resolution. I can't stand walking away. I feel like I'm abandoning my chances but reality is I'm just walking away from running in circles.

At any rate..... Yesterday was my first day of classes and it went very well. I now have the same teacher for Anatomy and Physiology lab AND lecture which should help me a lot. And TODAY was Keagan's first day of dayare. He's not home yet. I can't wait to ask him how his day went. He will be going Mon-Fri while Kimberly and I go to school. We called earlier today to ask how he was doing and they said he was doing great.

This lil man. He brightens my day.