F. M. L.

So, I am beyond frustrated right now. Some of the reasons I am frustrated right now I won't get into here; those will probably remain private, even though I am sure certain people are already well aware of them. However...

Right now, I am really, really frustrated with work. I'm sorry that my mother is sick. I'm sorry that you give us only 1 hour of sick time every paycheck so we almost never have time in our banks. I'm sorry that my brother made plans for the day that I don't have the heart to ruin. I'm sorry that my father is working today. I don't know what I'm expected to do. My sister lives 2 hours away, she can't help out. My grandmother is senile, she can't do anything to help. I worry about my mother, constantly. She's peeing blood. She's throwing up. She's in so much pain that she can't hardly stand up, and that's after taking percocet and oxycontin! I am not letting her drive herself to the doctor at 4:15. I'm sorry, just no. You can lecture me as much as you want. I'll be in when I can be. If I can be. Right now, yelling at me is only pissing me off and sending me into a panic attack. Grrr...

I need to go get ready so that I can take her to the doctor. And then probably go to work and be miserable for 5 or 6 hours. Whatever. FML.