-sigh-

Ok, today has been such fun. Right-o. Fun.

I'm home for the weekend like usual. Unfortunetely I am having none of the good parts of being home for the weekend. Good part= having the computer so I can talk to Scottie. Scottie is sick and hasn't been online much. I talked to him a little bit yesterday but he hasn't been online yet today. I wish he felt better, and not just because I want to talk to him. I want him to be feeling happy and healthy.

I still feel sick. I've been sick all week, and it sucks. Plus, it seems to be sapping all of my energy. Bah.

Also, mom started having chest pains this morning. She thought it might be heartburn. I know I've had heartburn that has hurt, so I thought that could be the case. So she took rolaids, but they didn't touch anything. She said that she would just lay on the couch for a few minutes and see how she felt in a bit. Ok. I was worried that it might be something more serious, like the beginning stages of a heart attack or something, but still, possibly heartburn or a pulled muscle or something.
She decided to go for a nap upstairs. ...great. Now I can't even keep an eye on you. Thanks mom. She told me to get her up in 2 hours. So I watch the kids and do other things. When the time came for her to wake up I went to go get her. She was going to make fish. She asked me to make the fish instead, because it hurt to move. Me: 'Like I've been saying all day I think you should go to the hospital.' Her: 'Oooh, it's probably heartburn. Or arthritis. It's probably old aurthur acting up. I don't want to go to the hospital and get tested and find out that it's nothing. Then the hospital will think I'm a hypochondriac and I'll be embarassed...' (she is so worried about what everyone else thinks! Like the doctors are going to start laughing at her if she isn't really having a heart attack or something. GAH.) Me: 'What's worse? Going to the doctors and having nothing wrong or staying here and possibly DYING because you were too stubborn to go to the doctors??' Her: 'If I really was having a problem with my heart then why am I not dead yet?' Me: *flail* 'There is time before a heart attack that nothing really serious happens! It's better for you to go when you're experiencing first symptoms, not wait until you have the damn thing!!'
When she went to get up, she said it hurt more.

This sort of thing has gone on ALL DAY. WTH? It's not that far to the hospital and she has medical so the visit will be covered. GO TO THE DAMN HOSPITAL! I've been stressed out all day because I've been worried about that.

She's gone to the hospital now. I stayed behind to finish making dinner. Scottie went with her. Tasha stayed here with me so that mom wouldn't be driven crazy by the two of them together.

I hope that it really is nothing, but this isn't something to mess around with. If it were me, I'd rather go to the doctors and be told that I was alright then wait around at home until I had a heart attack.

There is also another health thing that I've been bugging mom about all weekend. It's been stressing me out too! But no, she'll just call about it later... But in the meantime she's wandering around like she's going to fall over and die on me. Damnit! She drives me crazy! Why won't she go to the hospital??? I know the doctors up here are morons but still, if there is something wrong they might pick that up. It's better than doing absolutely nothing because that really isn't curing anything.

I'm also stressed out because my gramma isn't feeling well either. Mom said that she hasn't slept all week. No... I'm not exageratting. She slept for 2 hours last night, the first she's slept all week. She's tired, but whenever she lays down to sleep she starts coughing and can't sleep. So she just doesn't sleep.
This sleep thing has been going on for a while, she'll sleep for a couple hours each night but never anywhere near the amount she needs or wants.
But it seems like she's doing better. She slept last night, that's a step in the right direction right?

I'm currently waiting for mom to call. *stares at phone*

Mom thinks that Gesundheit has worms. My poor baby... She couldn't do anything today because she's been feeling like crap (plus I don't think the vets here are open on Sundays... anyway...) so she won't be able to bring a stool sample to the vet until this week.

There is a sample of the things stressing me out today. -___-;

You know, plus there are a million things I need to get done. Including studying for the genetics quiz I have tomorrow morning and my first organic chem exam of the semester this Friday. Fun times. *twitch*

To think I don't even want to be here in the first place.

There's my rant for the day.