My mom has had some serious health problems for the past decade and longer. Arthritis, Fibromyalgia and a list of other ailments have left her with chronic pain. So it wasn't that out of the ordinary this morning when she came over looking for help. What was unusual was that my dad was having trouble as well. I went over to see what the problem was a he brushed it off saying he had felt nauseous but it passed, mentioning a headache and loss of equilibrium. He assured me he was allright and could make it to the hospital to get my mom checked out and he'd let them check him as well. They didn't leave until a few hours later and while there my dad had a relapse and almost collapsed. It turns out he had a stroke. It was minor and he should be okay but I am killing myself now.
I'm trying to lie to myself telling myself that it was the morning and my brain wasn't going yet but the truth is that I was just worried about getting to work. All I fucking care about is money. I'm trained in first aid and I should have seen the warning signs and run the simple checks, but that was the farthest thing on my mind. I couldn't have done anything other than getting him help sooner but that would have made a difference. But instead I let my obsession with the allmighty dollar rule my judgement. I absolutely hate myself right now.
I'm going in for a meeting with my boss tomorrow. The stress they put me under has made me an emotional powder keg and now the fuse has been lit. I definately need them to take down some of my responsibility or I won't be able to make it through things right now.
I'm trying to lie to myself telling myself that it was the morning and my brain wasn't going yet but the truth is that I was just worried about getting to work. All I fucking care about is money. I'm trained in first aid and I should have seen the warning signs and run the simple checks, but that was the farthest thing on my mind. I couldn't have done anything other than getting him help sooner but that would have made a difference. But instead I let my obsession with the allmighty dollar rule my judgement. I absolutely hate myself right now.
I'm going in for a meeting with my boss tomorrow. The stress they put me under has made me an emotional powder keg and now the fuse has been lit. I definately need them to take down some of my responsibility or I won't be able to make it through things right now.

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