On Day 53, ten and a half months ago, my niece called to ask for my help. My brother was very ill. I traveled two hours to get to his home and immediately took him to the emergency room.
The urgent fax that I mentioned on Day 53 was to Johns Hopkins Hospital. My brother had a brain tumor. The day after his first surgery, my husband and I moved to his home so I could care for him and help my niece and nephew. I have gone through such depression because of his prognosis that I have not been able to write. He is in remission now and I am trying to find some peace and rediscover “a nicer world.”