Depression has reared it's ugly head. Not a good time for anyone that is around Big Bird. I hope it is just a short fit, but I don't know. He was so optimistic about getting a transplant soon, but that time has come and gone. He is really scared his liver is (in his words) "shot".
I really don't know what to do. It is hard to watch it, but what choice does one have?
We will stay positive, and keep our fingers crossed that he doesn't get another infection and a transplant comes sooner rather than later....
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I say we start beating him over the head with rubber chicken- granted this does nothing for him but wouldn't it releive our frustrations?
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