The Story

In the fall of 2010 I received word that my brother, Jordan Sielaff, had been rushed to the emergency room by his concerned wife.  He had a bleeding sore throat and was in an extreme amount of pain.  The doctors at the ER informed him that there was something very, very wrong.  No one knew just what it was, but he was not allowed to leave the hospital while they performed test after test.  I was living in the Dominican Republic at the time and it felt tortuous to...