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Please Eat

Heart attack, stint, triple bypass. No food, not hungry, sleeps a lot. Get up, get dressed, comb hair, tie shoes, exhausted, needs a nap & not hungry, can’t eat, won’t eat, 119lbs. “Please eat”!

Starts walking after 3 days, looks good, feels better, not hungry, not eating, can’t eat. Very tired, Arrhythmia, chest compressions, Defibrillator installed. Shipped off to Rehab, looks like hell, sad, depressed, tired, not hungry, won’t eat, please eat. “Food is spoiled, too cold, too sour, too salty, too many excuses, 110lbs..

Surgeries make you tired, pain meds make you not hungry, no food makes you sleepy, sleepy gives you atrophy, and atrophy causes depression. 101lbs. Vicious cycle!

Encouragement causes resentment, My crying causes Her anger. No food causes confusion, confusion causes paranoia, paranoia makes me cry, crying makes me beg, 97lbs. Please Eat!

Finally new meds, no pain, hungry for the first time in five weeks! Memory coming back! Energy coming back! Smiles come back! Soon she’ll go home! 105lbs. Thank you mom for eating.

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