-so yay-
hasn't tonight just been fucking fantastic?
(and of course i say that dripping with sarcasm etc.)
i got home from work around 5.20pm. got a call at 6pm from jordan's mobile.
cept it's not jordan. twas brendan. jordan's friends' troy's dad (i just slaughtered the " ' " but whatever)
apparently jordan had stacked his dirt bike down at the frankston motorcross track and hurt himself pretty badly.
he was in the frankston hospital, and maybe it would be good if i came down, NOW.
did i mention my parents left for darwin (for a week's holiday) last night??
not that this is something i couldn't handle, but i thought that jordan was dead or something!
dammit jordan, could you have picked a WORSER week? honestly.
so anyways i grabbed callan, sped down to the frankston freaking hospital.
we were met there by troy and his family who tell us that jordan's in the middle of a cat scan on his head.
yay.
they go home (and take jordan's car and bike with them back to ferntree gully)
and callan and i go to the emergency ward to find jordan in a bed;
oxygen mask on, drip in his arm, neck brace and dirt all over his face.
he was a bit out of it, i think they'd given him a bit of morphine for the pain, he couldn't talk much nor move his neck.
it was about 9.30pm when the surgical dude told us that he'd broken his collarbone, fractured some vertabrae in his neck,
oh and he has a small skull fracture. fantastic.
you should have seen his helmet, fucking scary. there's a huge crack down the side of it where he hit ?something?.
the ground?, a rock?, his bike?, the handles?
he can't remember anything about the crash, just that he was riding, and then the next he was down.
as far as i can gather, no one saw him crash because the part of the track was behind trees. bah.
so yes. he's in there for observation for the night, hopefully he goes ok.
i'm fucking worried, but so angry at the same time. so stupid of him to do this!
i have to call in sick for him at work tomorrow, call work to tell them that i can't work either,
also make sure callan gets to work ok, then call the hospital to see what's happening.
jord's is getting a spinal cat scan done tomorrow to make sure his neck is ok and then he's all clear to go home.
if not, then he'll be moved to knox private and i'll have to call the parentals and tell them the news.
then after the hospital, i have to call my uncle and jordan's gf to tell them what's the deal.
if everything is ok, then i'll go back down to freaking frankston and pick him up.
well there goes my plan for relaxing during my mid-semester break from uni. i was planning to do some home work too.
bah. it's 12.52am on monday morning now. we got home from the hospital at around 12.20am
talk about a long night. he's just lucky he didn't do anything worse to himself, otherwise i would have killed him myself.
i'm gonna go get some sleep now because i'm fucking tired.
just thought i'd do an update while i have time. that is all.
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