Dear Diary,
Thomas is finally
asleep. I gave him paracetamol and ibuprofen but neither touch his
fever. I'm beside myself. I even climbed down to the road today to
check for FEMA buses. But there is no one out there. Even the siren
has stopped. I don't know what to do, my hands are literally shaking
right now. But I had to get these thoughts out of my head. Put them
somewhere else! Casey is fine, she's worried about Thomas but her
Barbie library keeps her away from him and out of my hair. I stink
too, I haven't showered in two days, I know its trivial in the
current light, but I want to feel human again. I want my old life
back! School would have started today. Instead I am an inadequate
nurse to a 3year old who looks half dead. He's awake again! Please
God, if you can hear me, help me!
Update Soon.
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