Seeing my brother.

I had lunch with my special needs brother today.  We had barbecue again, because barbecue is awesome.  He's doing better.  That's wonderful of course but then I started worrying.

Not what we ate but look at that cutting board.

I don't know how many times I've seen my parents have a bit of a recovery but then it turns out to be very temporary. 

That's what I'm worrying about now.  Is this...reprieve just a short break from the downward spiral or is it a final chance to see him similar to his "prime" before the end?