"I just want everyone to go the hell away."
"I know, Mom."
"But they won't."
"Well they should."
"I just want them to go the hell away."

Leaving in a bit for Johns Hopkins. I take little comfort in knowing she's got the best doctors on her side. Because my Mom is still sick, and we want her well. Now. The LP (lumbar puncture, or spinal tap) is today. And it's painful. And it takes time to recover. And it's going to tell us exactly what's going on in her brain.

And me? I hope it's all a big misunderstanding.