night shift.
looks like I'm on night duty. the nurse, Ricky who took care of Rocco last night was supposed to take care of him tonight also. I mentioned to you before that he takes the bus, and someone picks him up. Anyhow, around 8:40 or so, I go and wait...and wait..and wait some more. Called him a few times, nothing.
Anyhow, Millie ends up calling again..and woke him up. He had overslept. Mom told him not to come, that we'll do it on our own tonight and to come tomorrow.
Mom is exhausted, so I sent her to bed. Millie is up, but I told her to go relax for a bit. She refused, however I made her.
So now I sit here at the kitchen table with the pups in a dim light watching over Coco. I'm far from tired, so that's comforting. I have a hot cup of Joe, my laptop, and most importantly Promethea. So I'll be good as can be.
It was heartbreaking tonight. Mom broke down..to me. She let me in on many things that she is absolutely terrified about. I had that forever lump in my throat listening to her, even speaking to her. "Its so scary to just lose your best friend, its unfair" she tells me.. and the tears trickle so fast down her face. MY heart broke listening to all her words, her fears, her dreams have been absolutely crushed. Listening to her even tonight put all new thoughts to my mind.. its unbelievable when you think that its enough.. the list goes on and on with mom. Sighs.. fuck.