Where has time gone?

Tomorrow will mark 8 weeks in Florida for me and my brother. Seven on Saturday with my brother in the hospital. Its been a stress two months. My brother is supposed to be transferred from the long term acute care hospital floor to the top floor inpatient rehabilitation facility tonight or tomorrow. They told us he'd be moving about 3 but he was still there when I left. The doctor mentioned it might be tomorrow so I don't know. There's so much up in the air. When he will get his final discharge and can leave the hospital? Where will we stay until someone can come drive us home? Who will be the ones to bring us back to his house? When can my son bring winter clothes to me? I mean I packed for two weeks in 90 degree weather in September and November is moving along. .how long will he need my assistance? When can I go home and take care of my doctors appointments? We're supposed to come back to Florida the last of December for 5 weeks? Will he be able to drive by then? So much is still up in the air. I would love to see my son and my children from different parents-my son's friends who call me Mom and there Precious kids who call me Grandma. When will I be able to sleep on a real bed again? Sleeping on the futon is not the most comfortable place for hurting bodies to lay. I'm so thankful that our brother lives here so i.have a place to stay. I have learned when I say I want to spend more time somewhere to be extremely specific about and qualify my statement to allow good health and no accidents or illnesses involved. I.hope everyone is doing okay. I miss my computer because I can go online through the website and do so much more. Take care. Spread love, peace and joy to everyone you see.