I’ve had a fucking awful week, a parent has gone into a hospice, my adult daughter has gone in for planned surgery, I have younger kids at home with additional needs, I work in a high pressure caring role. We’re having building work this weekend
I’ve spent all week looking after other people, organising people, getting up at 7 at the latest for a full week just to get everyone else where they need to be.
I’ve just realised that I’ve run out of the painkillers I need for a long term health condition and I’m not sure whether to expect awful side effects till the pharmacy opens on the morning. I ordered them but then was so busy dealing with people that I ran out of time to collect them. I’ve also been here there and everywhere so have half empty sleeves of it in different places and didn’t realise that all of them are now empty.
Plus we’re looking after the dog and he’s awful to our dog, I’ve had to come to bed early just to separate them.
Anyone else want a moan about stuff that you can’t really do anything about?