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I'm shaking my head, trying to be thankful that a member of my family is not dead today.

Early this morning my uncle Robbie was shot in the head. There are a couple of news articles about it here and here. He's going to be fine...well mostly. Aparently he took the bullet in his eye, but suffered no further damage. He's going to lose the eye, but he's been up and is angry but joking about it saying, "Well, I'll have to dig out my pirate gear now".

The doctors say that there is some swelling in the brain cavity and a little bleeding, but nothing they are worried about. They're talking about putting him in a medically induced coma so the swelling can go down. He'll be fine mentally (thank whatever diety you wish), but the eye has to go. They could try to save it, but they are worried about complications...

I just can't believe it. My mother called me this morning to tell me the news. This is what I woke up to today. Christmas Eve is supposed to be a fun holiday spent with family, but now I have an uncle in the hospital with what could have been a life ending wound. So, I'm very happy he's not dead. At the same time however, it's fucked this happened in the first place. And secondly he's going to lose an eye! I don't think I can even comprehend what that's going to be like for him.

It's amazing that he's alive though. I'll say again, I'm increadibly happy that he's alive. I feared the worst when I first heard the news, but earlier my mother called and said he was up joking around, so I'm really hoping he's going to be same uncle I grew up with...minus one eye.

First on Thanksgiving my grandfather had a stroke, now on christmas my uncle gets shot. What the fuck is going to happen New Years, and do I really want to find out?

And you thought your family holidays were fucked up...



-The Pondering Dragon