He won't eat. He keeps throwing up and he is tired, and he says his stomach feels "tight." I fantasize about forcing open his jaws and pouring smoothies into his throat by using a funnel. I wonder if I can get him to drink something in his sleep. I buy yogurt and soup and watermelon. I eat what he won't eat. I eat my pain. I eat my stress. If I eat, maybe he will remember to. I wonder when the last time we had a somewhat normal meal was, was it two weeks ago? But even that meal wasn't normal.
I can't make him eat. Even my nagging has gone too far. But I can't bear watching him waste away. I can't bear this.
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