I am so glad that Frank Russell is doing so much better today. However, I don’t take much stock in the magical realism part. It is an interesting story, but that is just what it is, a story of one person’s experience. It really doesn’t explain, let alone prove, anything. My take away, is that the Dick Russell changed his attitude toward his son, becoming much more accepting and supportive, dropping his attempts to control Frank Russell’s illness by controlling him. It seems that Frank Russel similarly experienced some helpful, transformative self-acceptance. These kinds of resolution of the family and personal dynamic are well documented as having a positive outcome on people with brain disorders. (Yes, there really is such a thing as mental illness; refusing to believe in them doesn’t make them go away.) I am intensely reminded of the work of Dr. Xavier Amador and his LEAP institute on just this area (popularized in his book “I’m not Sick, I Don’t Need Help”) of improving the family support relationship to improve communication and facilitate better outcomes.