Finally we have good news to report.
The boy has turned a corner.
Today he was smiley...
and happy.
I swear, just in time.
If he kept up this whimpering all through the night
and whining all through the day-- you'd soon find
me drooling on myself in the corner of a room
(waiting for the guys in white to take me away).
Now we can focus on trying to keep his enormous
appetite under control.
I swear he must open the refrigerator
at least 16 times an hour.
Most often, minutes after pounding down a meal.
It is really quite staggering.
I won't miss those Steroids when this is all over.
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