Stomach and abdomial pain.
A little bit of dehydration.
BGL of 339.
Nothing a little insulin couldnt fix.
Well. Alot of insulin.
And yet, things arent the same.
She used to be here to help me thru it. SHe knew what to say, what to do.
Its differant trying to do this without her.
The fact that the baby is here crying, and that his needs dont just go away if I cant attend to them as well…
Yeah. I’m glad your stupid trashy new tattoo is more important then seeing your son on your day off.
Dont EVEN play the “i dont have a ride over there” card. All the paperwork for transfering the truck to you is IN the truck, the purple lights are disabled, and all you had to do was get insurance, and make ONE trip to the MVD and you’d walk out of there with plates and a temporary title.
And i’m sure, somehow, its all my fault, as usual.