The last couple of months have been pretty difficult…
More than any one thing, it seems to be a culmination of things. My only sibling is moving away. I work 2 jobs basically because I need to. My moms disabled and I am her sole caregiver. she has ongoing medical problems that I won’t go into, but the last time she was in the hospital they discovered a tumor in her intestine. Surgery for her is risky at best due to other health concerns. Still we get by.
Tonight she called me telling me she didn’t feel “right”. I rushed home and drove her to the hospital. she had called her Dr. when she started feeling really bad and the Dr said she would see my mom at the hospital tonight. We arrived at 5:30 pm. Three and 1/2 hours later the Dr. walks in and wants to know why we waited so long to come in. I explained that we had been there ER since 5:30 and had not been seen. The Dr goes in the back and tries to get a room so she can examine my mom herself. No room at the inn. They told the Dr. that they had no rooms available and she might want to go to another hospital as it would be 3-4 more hours before they “think” they might find a spot for her. After much discussion, its decided that my mom will go home tonight, and be at the Dr’s office at 9 am tomorrow.
Meanwhile, I have some super special yarn I have been coveting. I have looked at TONS of patterns and can’t find any to do this yarn justice. I worked on it for the entire time I was at the hospital and decided I just really didn’t like the look of it. Back to the frog pile for the 6th time.
I feel a combination of :gah:, and :waah: and just don’t know what to do about it.