First, the good news. My brother's chemo went well. This was his second round and he knew better what to expect. I can't believe how extremely positive he is being. He is an inspiration.
As for the island...
Somebody asked why we had computers sitting out. Truth of the matter is, Bob was home when all of this took place. He was taking a siesta and heard nothing. Not the sound of them climbing over the aluminum gate. Not the sound of them breaking out boards from the windows. Not the sound of them pulling the window out of its' frame. Not the sound of them going through the dresser drawers that are only about 2.5 feet from his head.
There is a trend among burglars in Cancun to spray gas into a home before they enter it to knock the residents out. I have not heard of it happening on the island, but we can only guess that they may have looked in the window, saw him already asleep and shot some kind of gas into his room. I don't care how soundly a person sleeps, nobody would have slept through all of that racket and have been as discombobulated as he says he was when he was finally able to arouse himself from the stupor. Scary.
Right now, I have no plans to put my house on the market. I don't know what is going to happen when I get back. Maybe retro fitting all the windows with bars is going to be the only answer. I know that no matter what we do, short of the bars, I will no longer feel safe in my own home. A horrible feeling.
Thank you all for your words of concern and encourgement. Both for me and for my brother. It is appreciated more than I can tell you.