Why is it that just as soon as they leave, something bad happens?
My grandmother fell this morning.
Okay, so I guess that isn't too bad...I mean it could be a lot worse.
But I still feel so bad for her.
And of course I live the closest out of my family.
After I got out of class, I drove to see her in the hospital.
She just looked so pitiful.
I sat in her hospital room for 3 hours listening to the nurses drone on.
My parents finally got to town just long enough to take me out to dinner,
and then I turned back around and came home.
And now I have a paper to finish by tomorrow morning.
I just want a break.
And I just want my soldier.
And a good night's sleep wouldn't hurt, either.