Tuesday

I know i sound like a damn broken record, but i SO need to try and keep up with this journal. It's supposed to be my outlet, and Lord knows i need one. but i just...never think about writing.

I need to change that. *sigh*

1:15pm

Waiting for the Dr to come for his visit with my dad.

I feel like I'm going to be sick. Honestly...I have worked myself up so much, that I feel physically sick.

I just want this done and over with. My nerves are fucking shot.

4.10pm

Dr appt went went ok. Now my dad is having bad pains in his left side. He said they feel like muscle spasms, but he's not sure.
I honestly don't know what to do, and i feel like screaming.