This probably isn't worthy of a full note on its own as it's more a rant than anything else, but I'm feeling really frustrated and overwhelmed this afternoon.
Logan is still singing the same shrill tune he's been wailing for days now: My tummy hurts, I want medicine, give me medicine. And he still won't eat. I'm at my wit's end. I'm discouraged, frustrated with him, angry, and starting to feel like this whole situation is just beyond redemption. Given where he is now, I honestly cannot imagine him ever being my sweetheart ever again. I feel like those days are over, and I hate that he's just a shell of who he was. It just isn't fair.
Eat, darn it. EAT. EAT.