I am falling apart. I don't have time to die.
Zoe woke up with an earache at 1am. Right about the time I was getting all snitty with Chef for waking me up when he came in and losing his phone (which was then found today).
I'm trying not to become a whiner about my ailments, but Jesus on a panty shield. When you have so many at one time, it starts to fuck with who you are.
I still have my period. Worse now. I am actually now on the week I was supposed to get it. Yay. I'm dehydrated and am going to hemmorage to death.
I don't have time to go to the following doctors:
Zoe's pediatrician, my obgyn, my surgeon for my back, my internal med doc, my dentist, Zoe's dentist, my optomitrist, my physical therapist.
And I miss going to the gym. I need to see if they can help me with excercise or something for my back. I still can barely sit.
Oh fuck it. I'm sure you all are sick of reading about this crap. It's all consuming and swallowing who I am.
I do want to be dead. I'm sorry. But that's just how I feel. I can't get ahead of my sleep. If it's not Chef waking me up, it's Zoe.
I am going to go hide now.
Cause I hate me as much as you do.
Posted by debutaunt at August 9, 2004 03:25 PM | TrackBackAwww...I wuvs you, Debbykins! Smooches!
P.S. I'll see your sleep deprivation and exhaustion and raise you one extra kid. Getting kicked in both sides of your ribs while trying to sleep, waking up with four feet in your face instead of just two. = D
And I'll see your no paid time-off AND raise you no health insurance. Never bet against me in a how shitty was your day contest. = P~~~~
= )
Posted by: snottyboogers at August 9, 2004 09:08 PM