Sis had a mildly better day yesterday. Still, it breaks my heart to see how emaciated she is in spite of all of her effort to drink the Ensure. It breaks my heart that I must be at work and earn a living to keep the roof over both of us when I also want to stay put and assist her. So, I get up every day, do my best at work; go home, assist Sis, do my best. Try to sleep for the next day all over again.
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