Sunday I had to take Mark to the emergency room because he couldn’t take the pain any longer and could barely walk. This was after I tried convincing him for 2 days we need to go. I wanted nothing to do with going because of the germs, sick people and blood. I was very irritable but I had to suck it up. And was it crowded.

Family #1 - Consisted of about 12 people waiting for someone being treated. One of the men had a bloody shirt and I really tried not to look but when you try not to look, you look. Then I went over in my mind what could’ve happen. Maybe someone stabbed him or his friend and his friend is being treated. Maybe his friend was shot. Result of patient - their Mom fell out of her wheel chair and cut her head.

Family #2 - Mom, 3 kids and 2 other family members. The kids were running everywhere while Mom is on the phone arguing with boyfriend about how much money he owes her. Kids were getting pop, candy, pulling out all the disinfectant wipes. Mom never noticed. I kept thinking I hope they sew up this family member soon so they can get these kids out of here. After the little girl ran passed me for the 214th time I was about to tell her if she doesn’t sit down I was going to pinch her. She was saved when the nurse came out to let them know the results of one of the other children. He had bronchitis. He being one of the kids in the waiting area touching the pop machine, eating chips and running around. They had to bring the whole family for that.

Family #3 - Mark and I. A nurse came out 3 times and called several names with no answer. After complaining to Mark about how unorganized they were the nurse comes out again. “Mary”. No answer. “Is there a Mary here?” Everyone looks around and no answer. Then she said the last name. After wanting to pinch that little brat earlier, I turned around and said “HE’S NAME IS MARK.” As Mark walked passed me he pinched me.

Pharmacy Trip - I drop Mark off at home and head to the pharmacy to get the medication. As I approach the pharmacy counter I hear crack, crack, crack. It’s one of the female workers smacking and cracking her gum. I’d normally say “Is your gum good?” But my mood was far worse. It was just very unprofessional and annoying. I was ready to jump over the counter and smack it right out of her mouth. But I controlled myself. I tried walking to the front of the store and I could still hear her. I tried to block it out. I tried talking to someone. Then I prayed for her safety and hoped they filled his prescription quickly. As I quickly grabbed his prescriptions I headed for the front door. There was the manager and another worker that I normally see every week. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. As I’m walking out the door I said, “Someone needs to tell that girl to quit smacking that gum or she’ll need one of these pills I just got filled.”

I have 6 more days of this…