My Brother.

On Tuesday at 2:30 I received a phone call from Utah Valley Medical Center asking did I know a Matthew Probasco. They then asked that I come down to the emergency room. Not knowing the extent of his injuries I assumed he was in a car accident or something. Nothing really life threatening. I get there at 2:45 and I am greeted by 2 social workers. I knew it wasn't really good then. My brother had been found in his car with a body temp of 105. He had no pulse. They where able to revive him and take him to the ER where they regulated his temp and got his heart rate and blood pressure regulated. Then the Dr. and the police officer come into the room to explain the scene to me and let me know of his condition. Then they ask about more family and I have to explain our interesting family dynamic. Then they also recommended that I get my husband down there to support me. It was one of the worse things I have had to do in my life going into the trauma unit to see my brother. They then proceed to take him up to the ICU. They where explaining the brain trauma to me and explaining that he only had a little brain function that he could take a breath every 6 seconds and it was a shallow breath at that. They kept telling us that the prognoses was looking very grim. Yesterday morning they pronounced my brother brain dead. And they from there began the process of organ donation. I guess I am blogging this so people can know how much I loved my brother. He is a wonderful man and great uncle to our little Reese. I miss him so much already. It doesn't seem real. I love him and miss him and hope he knows how much we loved him and appreciated him. I won't be able to blog for awhile and talk about him in remembrance of all the wonderful memories we have together. But once the funeral and everyone has left I will be able to share with everyone our memories so everyone will know how great and wonderful Matt really was. I love you Matt and miss you.