I just called my brother to tell him how happy I am that he's here.
He's over 6 feet tall and was driving that "car," so you can see why we're happy that he's here. Three years ago today, he was rear-ended by a semi-truck (visible in the background of the top two photos) while waiting to make a left-hand turn on his way to work; the semi pushed him into the path of an oncoming pickup truck. He was conscious when they pulled him from the wreck for the helicopter ride to the hospital. Emergency brain surgery soon followed, though, and it was quite a rollercoaster ride over the next several weeks for all of us! I've never posted these pictures before -- the first three were taken by the helicopter pilot, I think, the fourth nabbed from the local paper. (I should be flogged, but tell me you wouldn't have.) I saw the helicopter on its way to the scene on my way to work that morning -- I always noticed them because my uncle was a flight nurse at the time (thankfully, on vacation that day). I blogged many of the ups and downs over the following weeks; click "Michael" under Categories in the sidebar for the rest of the story.
Forces rallied and the most awesome Christine gathered squares for blankets -- for both her brother and mine -- and sent it to me by Mother's Day that year. Michael dubbed it the Knitblogger Blanket of Love, and it couldn't be more true -- every stitch infused with special healing powers to keep him warm and remind him how much he is loved.
And they all lived happily ever after.