I have written about my friend several times on this blog and labeled those posts with Serbi. And right now, I'm praying for my friend Michael Serbousek, otherwise known as Serbi, as he is fighting for his life in a U of NE hospital bed.
I can't fathom the pain in that hospital room as Sherry, his girlfriend, Steve, his brother, and his parents, Bill & Pat, wait for him to finish his war with his internal injuries after he was taken to St Luke's in Cedar Rapids, IA, by ambulance. Then, he was airlifted to the U of NE.
Obviously, my friend needs to survive this. He is stubborn and has never taken any shit from anyone so if he were not sedated, I have zero doubt he would be pissed to be in the hospital bed in that room. He'd probably be demanding everyone to stop being sad and that he doesn't have any regrets about how awesome his life has been. Sure, he's been screwed over and made poor decisions and he has paid the price for all of those mistakes.
God, he is loved by his family and he is loved by his friends - I don't want him to come see you now...
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