I apparently wasn't aware that an extreme enough form of mountain biking existed as to necessitate the need for a full helmet, face guard, and "spine protector." I also wasn't aware that my older brother, Ben, participated in said activity.

I got a call from my mom today. Whenever my phone rings and I see it's her my first thought is "bad news," although it very rarely is. This time it was.

Apparently Ben was riding his mountain bike down some hill when he wrecked, fell off an overhang, and landed on a tree trunk. Besides rupturing his small intestine, his appendix was no longer in the right place so while they were doing surgery to repair his intestine they decided to take that out as well.

Apparently he'll be laid up in the hospital for several days. I haven't talked to him yet because I guess he was doing pretty bad tonight but hopefully I'll talk to him tomorrow.

Man, today has been a crappy day.