Yesterday we went to my new psychiatrist appointment to find a note on the outside gate (locked) that they were closed because of electric problems. We called her cell phone and she apologized, saying she didn't have my phobe number to contact me. So, she rescheduled to this Friday. At least her office is close to our upcoming house, so we went there for a visit.

My siblings called me yesterday to share news that my brother's test results and PET scan showed very good results/improvement from all of the chemo he's been getting. I was very happy and it was clear that my brother and sister feel much more hopeful. Gosh I hope it keeps helping! My brother said he has even felt a little better and even gained some weight (he had rapidly lost over 100 lbs from the cancer, and is dangerously underweight). A few times during all of this he has talked about visiting me in Europe when he feels much better. That in itself reflects a major change in his view of things to do in his life.