Report from San Diego

I thought yesterday was a nice moment for a change, the day when my brother would be moved to a convalescent hospital. He was, but for only one day. Today he was moved back to the hospital because of a high fever and loss of affect (lethargic).

This doesn't look good. I thought by now, he'd be moving around more, more responsive, answering questions. Not only does he not make any sense when he talks, he talks a lot less now, if at all. Which wasn't really true when I visited him a week ago. He was talking up a storm, but not making any sense, literally.

I wait by the phone.