On Thursday 23rd July 2009, my brother, Eli, was run over by a speeding bus. He was rushed to hospital but died of massive internal bleeding. His pelvic bone was broken. I watched him struggle with pain, with thirst and trying to hold onto anything he could grasp as he fought to stay alive and regain normalcy. He never emerged from the world of pain that he was suddenly thrust into when the bus ran over him.
It tore me apart. I am completely shredded.
Running is off for at least two weeks.