on top of everything else I have meetings at one going all the way through my day.
Sir is sick, like in bed sounding like he’s dying.
She is upset. My doing and I’m sorry.
My mother texted that she has to get tests done on Saturday. She tells me don’t worry, but that’s what I do. I’m good at it. She won’t let me go with her. She won’t tell me where there are going to be done.
I called her and wanted to scream “why the fuck would you do this to me at work through a text”
She’s lost weight, too much, too quick. Her stomach is tender and she is no longer holding down food.
Shes not old. Only a couple of years older than Sir. That scares me too.
She’s had times in the past that she got sick, pushed it off and spent months in the hospital.
I’m scared, I’m powerless. I don’t know what to do.