Y2 D57

I am cranky today. My brother is still in the hospital. He had a litre and a half of fluid taken off his lungs yesterday. He looked better when I got there; less bloated than he has. But they still don't know 100% if it's an infection or not. They are waiting for the results of the tests to come back on the fluid to confirm. It's like 99% that it's infected, but since they are planning to ginsu his chest, it's important to be 100% sure.

On a side note, this has nothing to do with "God". There is no divine power people driving this, setting the course, putting you on a path -- no, people get sick, doctors heal them, they either work or don't work afterwards. That's it. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news. There is no invisible man in the sky who is looking down on each of us six billion meat bags saying "Hm... today he shall go to the hospital...". No. We are inefficient meat bags. Literally we have the worst design of any creature on this earth. We don't have enough protection to truly be prey, we don't have enough claws or sharp teeth to be predators, we barely use the grey matter in our under protected skulls... We are floppy meat bags. And like cars or anything else, we break. Then we either get fixed or poof, no more meat bag.

Why is it when people can't or don't want to accept a situation or have an explanation for things around them, they default to an invisible entity in the sky? Just accept shit happens. There is no cosmic justice, no divine plan. THIS DOES NOT MEAN I DON'T BELIEVE IN SOMETHING LARGER THAN US. Sorry, had to add that. I refuse to say there is NOTHING out there, I am not that arrogant. But the construct of Judeo-Christian religion is all bullshit. I do think SOMETHING was on this earth at some point to create all the stories we have today - be it an advanced race from here on earth that died out because us meat bags killed them, or be it other races that visited us with advanced technology which appeared to our simple minds us witchcraft or godly powers. I can accept that. I can't accept bullshit that someone is watching all six billion of us at all times. It's pure crap. My brother is in the hospital. He may survive, he may die. If he dies, it will suck. But it's not because "god" wanted him to be in "heaven". It's because he abused his meat bag body and it had genetic faults to start with. Deal. With. It. If he gets better, it's not because everyone prayed and God heard -- it's because the DOCTORS were able to determine the faulty parts and fix them. Tada. Science. Not magic. Not religion.

I picked up my sister's kids yesterday. Good kids. Much more like me than their mom. A little scary, but fun. ;)

Off to do some work, then back to the hospital. If I see "god" while I am out there, I will let you know...