We are still in Pensacola, Malinda to have one more scan this morning, then to be "discharged home" if all is well. The notion of it, with no home to be discharged to, gives life to the frying pan into the fire metaphor, how - - turned out into the post-HMichael wilderness like the scapegoat of ancient Hebrew lore - - how to help and deal with an unstable person with the widely fluctuating moods we are encountering; that, according to my reading material, are standard fare for one whose brain has been tampered with.  

The pictures, the nightmare pictures and vids of horror as if by a nuclear weapon. We have lived into the era that on Wednesday, 10 October 2018 gives lie to our fiction that we are positioned in a spot that is geographically protected from hurricanes that historically have gone on west to Pensacola, Mobile and beyond. The photographs are incredible.