Wednesday, July 7, 2010

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Sometimes Mom does not know who I am



3 weeks ago withdrew medication Mom. I disagree with this decision. As the days passed and all things that have happened lately: bronquioestacsia, operating under a melanoma on his arm and break bones fall with radio .... we have to be above it all day. Do not want to bring the arm in a sling which means to be at his side constantly to have the upper hand in the elbow. She needs to do things but we can not let him do so. Now you have the mania gasita removed the plaster beneath. That worries me because I fear that causes a small wound and things get complicated.

days have been extremely difficult with Dad.

This has me in constant tension and just left me patience. Constant scolding them. Not to mention that I am exhausted and do not feel anything right. The

scolding alters the two (and me) and when it is altered greatly mistaken. So much so that you do not know my name or what the emotional bond that unites us.

I have been preparing for something like a long time. Still hurts. I know it's the disease. I only think about what you posted on his blog my great and good friend Pakitow at the entrance That you miss the report does not indicate that you forget other

And I repeat to myself a thousand times: YOU KNOW WHO IS SHE. She would constantly say that I want my Mommy. We give lots of cuddling and love.

To love and good humor have recourse ....

But sometimes Mom does not know who I am

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