Unloading

She spent the night in the ER.  Three bags of fluid and very little urine output.  Changed out cathader to see if that was problem.

Doctor came in to get a basic history from Mom.  She said her stomach problem was trival pursuit.

She doesn’t know whats going on.  She can’t tell the doctors whats wrong.

The fucking doctor didn’t speak English.  I was trying to tell him her stuf, but it was so hard.

I hate waiting.

I hate not knowing.

Joseph is worthless fuck.  I called him to tell him Mom was in the hospital and her turned it into trying to guilt trip me into taking him back.

I can’t trust him.  He is childish and ignorant.  I hate ignorance.

He doesn’t think what he did to Brandy is sexual harrassment.  I told him if he did that to a woman at work he’ld be in jail.  Stupid fucker.  HOw could I ever love you?  Why do I still?

I hate potty training.  Why can’t it be easier?

I hate Whataburger.  I need to be with Mom at the hospital.  I don’t fucking want to be standing in a fucking burger joint all night not knowing whats going on.

I’ve been taking care of her for months, I should be the one taking care of her now.

I fucking hate this. 

I want my Mom to be well.

I want my Mommy.

I have to get ready for work.  God this is random.  I bet nothing makes sence.  Sorry.

Bye.