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Last thursday my brother went to the ER.  He’d been having back pain for months and now the disk had finally herniated.  He wound up having emergency surgery on thursday night.  I visited thursday and friday.  I haven’t been saturday, sunday or today.  Dunno why?  I feel uncomfortable being there and a bit guilty for not going.  Today he is being transferred to the rehab unit.  Perhaps when he’s there.

I don’t know why I don’t want to go.  Grrrrr.  My parents leave the house so quickly and are gone for hours, I’d visit, but I don’t want to be at the hospital for 4 hours.  Sigh.  I will go. I know I will.  Just had to vent some feelings.