When to worry

Lately I had decided that maybe I should be more socially active. Well more active than I usually am at least. So this past weekend I was at a dinner party Friday, a belated graduation party until late Saturday, visiting an open house (yes, I'm looking at houses now - isn't it cute?) Sunday and going out with friends to celebrate a birthday on Sunday until late.

The gist of this is, I missed a phone call from my Dad - which didn't seem all that critical at the time. He left a message that he talked to my brother in Florida and wanted to tell me about it. Nothing new here - my brother was in the middle of closing a deal to purchase a townhouse, so I figured it was the closing deal update. It was late, so I did not get back to Dad on Saturday. Sunday he called again - same message. I called to tell him I got the message, but couldn't talk at the moment, said I would call back later Sunday. After that I wondered what was going on. Call back and find that my brother had been on a mission with his military unit, and coming back from it, is convinced to ride in a golf cart full of his buddies and falls off hitting his head.

A trip to the hospital, an aborted mission and a phone call to my parents later I hear he was talking to them fine, but had some blurred vision. So I thought it sounded like a concussion - but I wasn't sure if I should be worried. Then my father reminds me of his cousin who had a head injury and had mental difficulties as a result. That was of course falling from a speeding motorcycle, but that did not stop us both from thinking the same thing could happen to my brother.

Anyway - I plan to give him a call and talk to him myself to be sure. My dad kept repeating that he sounded fine - even more coherent than usual. (He's an 'uhm'-er.... "Uh......... yeah, um...... what?") Maybe he shook something back into place. That would be so like him.