Utterly Heartbroken

Well, here comes a stress diet. My favorite. I'm hungry. Then I eat and what to vomit. Maybe I should take a couple of Grubb's pain pills. They don't work for him. Or maybe they do. I can't tell. When he takes one he gets incredibly anxious. Last night he paced for hours and hours and panted. When I finally got him to sleep he woke up an hour later to do some more panting. That happened a few more times before he slept the rest of the morning.