Emerging Factors

UPDATE @ 8:53 pm: Everything is fine. Now my fingers can rest easy, my boy just needs a few different antibiotics for an infection and a few thousand kisses from his dad. Best Father's Day gift I could get right now, really.

I tore through my comics with a ferocity. Not that the task is difficult by any means most read too fast anyway. Or in the case of Powers, barely read at all. This is one night, one time out of many I suppose where ignorance is far from bliss. I have never much cared for myself, whatever happened did just that. As long as nobody else was worse for wear... it just didn't matter. But someone, something ... saw fit to give me a child. And suddenly, a very precious being, he is mine to worry about. As if no matter how much I denied myself the ability to give a damn, I was always going to have to at some point.

I hate blink of the eye kind of stuff, seemingly strange occurances... just materializing from nothing. I hate it in stories, I hate in movies. But it happens in life, in reality. Quite a bit. My existence... your existence... it is blink of the eye kind of stuff. I got a call at 6:30 pm this evening from my wife, to say that she was getting off of work early. That she had gotten a call from her grandmother, that our son's neck was swollen, he was barely eating... and seemed to be in pain.

Left to think what I will for the past hour and a half, it was all I could do to read comics. To write this blog even. This is a time when I would beg anyone who had information, for something... something to soothe not knowing. I hope that tomorrow, or tonight, I can leave that "Everything is fine." update that even now my fingers are fidgeting to type. Someone, something ... saw fit to give me a child. And suddenly, a very precious being, he is mine to worry about. And I can only thank that same force, that my son was not here with me. For what could I have done?