Dear Alex,

Margaret is lying motionless and silent in her bed next to
the table from which I am writing. Occasionally she lifts
her arm to touch her face; occasionally she partially opens
her eyes. She commented only on the rays of the sun playing
on the rainbow colored blanket with which I have covered her.
Except for about 12 oz. of cranberry juice she has refused
all food and drink since yesterday morning. Her urinary output,
judging from the weight of the sponges, was adequate; her bowels
have not moved since yesterday. Her pulse and respirations are
normal. Her skin was intact when last I examined it earlier
today.

I am sad and find it difficult to talk because I am unable to
make myself understood. I have neglected to answer the telephone,
but if you wish to communicate, you may send e-mail to which it
will be easier to reply than spoken words.

I wish and hope that you are content and as happy as circumstances
permit.

Love, Jochen