Mom called to say my brother, Lindsey, who is 6 years older than me, suffered a stroke this afternoon and is in the hospital. That was a shocker because he's had the least health problems of the whole family. Another call later - can move both legs and arms, but can't remember his name, or where he lives, or things like that. Dr says brother will be in hospital 4-5 days, then rehab, then will need to go home with someone. Since he's single, Mom is assuming that will mean coming home to her house. I'm headed up to Mom's house later tonight or tomorrow morning (have to do laundry first), then we'll head up to Spokane's Sacred Heart Hospital. Thank God that I have a housesitter that I can call at a moment's notice to come take care of all the animals, and that school doesn't start for another week.