So I posted a few days ago that I had just found out my mate Jeff was in a motorcycle accident. His condition is essentially the same (marginally better, in that he is responding to stimui in a slightly larger area now), which is still comatose and not stable enough to be moved out of the ICU, and I am pretty sad for his wife and his family because my dad died under similar circumstances when I was 4.
However, there is a good side to all of this: I have the most amazing friends. They are the most amazing people, and I am so glad to know them. We have coordinated some monumental stuff in record time, and I know we are all mostly dragon*con staffers and so we are kind of used to last-minute miracles, but I am so far beyond impressed with all of us right now. This is what we have pulled off so far:
-a calendar to keep track of who is visiting when, because the ICU keeps odd visiting hours and only 4 people are allowed in the room at a time, posted within 24 hours of the news
-a website outlining details and referring people to an email newsletter and twitter feeds, also posted within 24 hours
-a newsletter thing with updates on Jeff's condition, what his wife and family need, offers from others, etc, also posted within 24 hours, which now has 263 subscribers
-a shuttle service provided to the people from his hometown and want to get down to Birmingham, where he is in hospital, and for his wife to get home, whenever that may be
-house-sitters to do laundry, take care of their dog and cats, and water plants
-gift cards for restaurants and Starbucks near the hospital, shipped priority overnight
-a paypal account to help pay for hospital parking, meals, snacks, and whatever else for the Waiting Room Party, which so far totals over $450
-the Waiting Room Party, 76 "cousins" who have gone to the hospital to offer their support, services, and company, beyond the other people who have just stopped by
-a hotel room. That's right, some fucker smooth-talked his way into compiling his hotel reward points for a 10-night stay at a Bham hotel for Jeff's wife and family. FOR FREE. Also, upon hearing about what was going on, the hotel staff upgraded the room to a 2-bedroom suite.
A further 4 people are roadtripping it over from Savannah thursday night, and 2 people are flying in from New York sometime tonight. So far one wall has been plastered with postcards and drawings in the theme of "Things Jeff Can Do Other Than Ride A Motorcycle", as per his wife's request, and I am making plans to send a bunch of paper snowflakes, too! Apparently Jeff's mother has been mindboggled by all of the people and how much we've managed to pull off in 4 days, and the hospital staff thinks that the number of "cousins" Jeff has is hilarious. I am pretty sad that I can't go down myself on account of exams, although in truth there isn't very much I could do to help, but it makes me feel better to know that, at least in this case, I am really not needed. Everyone has got it covered. I would go so far as to say it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
It kind of makes me tear up a little. Guys, I am so proud of my friends.
Edit: Apparently his toenails are painted now, with all sorts of fanciness and sparkles, and each one is different. This is what we do, folks.