Just came back from the hospital. A good friend of mine got hammered and decided to jump a train heading towards Berkeley. He fell through a crevice in the traincar's hold, landing on the tracks below.
The train literally went right over him.
According to the nurse his back is destroyed. Shattered bones have wedged themselves into his spinal chord. Plus his liver is showing significant damage due to alcohol. I sat with him today, bringing him photos of our trip to Yosemite a while back and watched the UCLA vs. UTENN game (Bruins won during overtime). He kept fading in and out of consciousness.
Funny how this happened right after I quit my job. I'm going to see him tomorrow. I'm glad that I have the opportunity to play some catch up with him again, despite the circumstances.
I'm exhausted. I have stories, but not right now.
Peace and Godbless.
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