I’m tired.

I’m tired.  I can barely keep my eyes open.  Alexandra missed her bus today.  I had to rush to get her to school, because I had an 8:30 appointment with the neurologist; well… I thought I did.  It was next week.  Luckily they fit me right in.  Then I went to Whitney’s school to fill out paperwork so she could be in track (had to have notarized).  Afterwards I talked to her counselor for about an hour.  I then came home slept for 40 minutes, texted Kevin, and got up to go to work.  I worked 1pm-9:15.  It was so slow.  They didn’t even need me there.  In any case that was hours I needed to pay for my insurance that comes out of my check.  I am off tomorrow, because I traded with a girl I work with.  I couldn’t have done much more today.  I am just so exhausted.

Whitney is washing dishes right now.  I am going to tell her we will finish later.  I am going to bed.

I have an appointment at 8:30 in the morning with the cardiologist.  This is the important appointment.  My heart is failing and we need to figure out the next step to helping me survive.

Kimberly