This is great. My brother gets to spend Christmas in a hospital unless we manage to get him to the top of the transplant list in a week. I have decided I am not going to leave the room at all. If he can't have a good Christmas then I won't.
I don't know how much longer I have untill I slap one of these docters always smiling saying "Everything will be fine. Do't you worry about a thing." and when they leave the smile goes away and they shake their heads. It's starting to piss me off.