I got this in response to asking Arye how he is doing:
The plane ride to Miami was ok but when I got to my Miami apt. I saw too many changes. Firstly, my Israeli roommate, Akiva, went to Israel a week earlier for a serious eye operation. After a month he’s still there. I can’t get into my walk-in closet because it’s blocked by a lot of large bags and I need my bath robe and towels in order to take a showr. Alot of my things are misplaced and I’ve already fallen once and Sheyla had to call 911 for them to pick me up. I feel that I’m close to death and I will welcome it if it’s painless. I need to use my rollator to get from 1 room to the next. At least my Turkish friend, Ibo, has visited me several times. His wife cleaned my room of my pee and I’ve kept it clean since then, thanks to my 4 urinals. A week ago I went to the supermarket with the organization that takes seniors shopping and I made a BIG shopping – Ibo and my roommate’s fiancee don’t get me the right things. But the organization was very angry at me for the way I dressed. I tried to tell Ibo exactly what to buy; maybe this time he will understand.
I will continue to pray for him.