I’m already strongly disliking Monday
I’m so tired. I was up with Elliott until about 4 am this morning. He was feeling like he wanted to go to school but then…… Read More
I’m so tired. I was up with Elliott until about 4 am this morning. He was feeling like he wanted to go to school but then…… Read More
I was finishing up my last post and getting ready to head to bed when Elliott walks down the stairs, looking like death warmed over.
As I move forward from this past week, I want to get things back on track and get back to my blogging roots.
I reached out to Gavin’s immunologist because he’s going to potentially miss 2 infusions in a row.
Yes, I’m angry. Yes, this is really fucked up but it’s over and done with. Here’s what happened…..
Do you ever feel like there’s some ominous force that’s dropping shitbombs into your life and screaming dance motherfucker dance?
Let’s just call it what it was, a shitty fucking day. It was a shitty fucking day. In fact, it was the shittiest fucking day I’ve had in a long time.
There has to be a better way. There has to be a version of this that is sustainable.