Quick update: my brother's still battling those strange fevers, which keep him awake all night, which is causing ever-increasingly detrimental sleep deprivation (the sleeping pills the doctor prescribed are not working at all!), which in turn is affecting his already-non-existent appetite. In short, he's unspeakably miserable. I'm so sad for him, and so helpless to do anything to relieve any of his discomfort. The doctor tells him he just has to keep working this out, that it will get better with every additional chemo treatment. But in the meantime, he's just feeling so miserable. I know that "this too shall pass", but it's so hard watching him suffer like this.
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When you don't like a thing, change it.
If you can't change it, change the way you think about it.

(Maya Angelou)