Well, I am on my way to my first infusion, without Weslee.
At the very last minute, he threw a tantrum saying why does he have to go... why do I care about whether he is a seizure or not while I'm gone... etc.
I admit, I got angry back. Especially since he was yelling at me from the doorway while I was standing near the car waiting for him to get ready.
Can't handle this.
I am going alone, because if I don't leave now then I'm going to be late, and for once, I have to put my health first.
No clue what to do. Muddle through, I guess.
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