I went to work today, and it started out great. It went pretty well until about lunch time. Then things starting picking up...but not in a bad way yet. I was going to get off at 3:00, but at 2:45 was when my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day began.
I'm not going to go into details on the blog...so if you are interested in details, you'll have to talk to me about it. Anyway, I didn't get home until 6:00. My eyes were red from crying, and I had to vent to Miguel. I cried some more, and he just held me. What a great husband.
I don't want another day like I had today. I try to be strong at work. I have to be strong at work...but today I wasn't, and then more I told myself not to get emotional, the more emotional I got. I had to excuse myself a couple times to go to the restroom to cry.
Thanks for listening. I could use some prayers, and my patient could definitely use some prayers. God is good, and He can get her through.
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