I watched the ceremony at Har Herzl last night on TV marking the transition from יום הזקרון (Israeli Memorial Day) to יום העצמאות (Israeli Independence Day). It's an annual tradition with us, and sometimes it's the only time we even turn on the TV for months.
I got up early this morning and went out for a walk. It was quite windy, though not really cold, so I wore a thin flannel long-sleeve shirt over my t-shirt and actually took it off for the last stretch.
I drove up to Be'er Sheva today to check on David. He opened his eyes a few times and seemed aware that I was there. I spoke to him, of course, but am not sure whether he really comprehended what I said or not. He can't speak because of the breathing tube.
I spoke with the doctor, and she said that his condition has NOT improved. From what I understand, they tried disconnecting the ventilator to see if he could breathe on his own, but he could not. On Sunday, they plan to do a lumbar puncture. Until then, there will probably be no significant or noticeable change in him.
I stayed less than an hour at the hospital and then drove back home.
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