I have had a really bad day, Jen is tired and weak and she is starting to be a bit of a pain in my ass. I know that it is because she is tired, weak and frustrated. Social services is going to give her a hospital bed so she can sleep with her head elevated (insert memories of my mother here). She has thrown up less today than yesterday. Either tomorrow or Sunday she will be moving downstairs so she doesn't have to deal with the stairs. I really am at the end of my rope, I don't know how much more stress I can take. My eyes and head hurt from crying, and I have had a migraine for about 3 weeks now. I have only had one descent meal in the past 3 days. I don't sleep well, I am in a funk all day long, what do I do about all this? My brother is concerned about what this is doing to me, but he is 3000 miles away. The way I feel right now, if Jen dies, I really don't think I could go on. I do feel very alone, the other person who was helping me through this has gone back to Antarctica (Kay). O FATHER, WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?