Lousy F-ing Day

I don't really know whether it's suckier to be me or my grandmother at this momemt.

I was at the hospital all day.

My mother is still there.

It's 2 a.m.

My grandmother fell last night.

Her hip is broken.

She needs surgery to repair it.

She will be gone from our house for however long healing and rehab take.

I feel seriously upset.

I'm teetering between crying and screaming.

I may do both at once.

My mother feels worse, as she was the one watching my grandmother when it happened, and she had only turned her back for *30 SECONDS*. How the HELL does a 79 year old woman with dementia move that fast?@!

I think I'm mad just on general principal. This should not have happened. I cannot fathom how it did. Fate just slipped in at that opportune moment - it only takes one - and made sure to screw around as thoroughly as posssible.

I think I wanna run away from home.

Maybe on Sunday.

All this for a cup of water.

The universe is seriously out of balance.

Crapped out, cracked up piece of ... (unintelligable mumbling)