So Tara is recovering from a chest infection, now I have it. But ever since I've become Mum, I haven't had the luxury of lying sick in bed. There is always something to do and I can't leave Tara to herself...so I soldier on no matter how bad I feel. The downside is that I find it harder not to lose my temper.
I can never figure out what Tara's doctor wants me to do. If I take her in before she is really bad, I am always sent back saying that she's not sick enough, and her body should fight off her illness. But when I decide to keep her home till she sounds "bad enough", I feel I should have brought her in before things got so bad.
I'll get it right some day, like so many other things in life.
I can never figure out what Tara's doctor wants me to do. If I take her in before she is really bad, I am always sent back saying that she's not sick enough, and her body should fight off her illness. But when I decide to keep her home till she sounds "bad enough", I feel I should have brought her in before things got so bad.
I'll get it right some day, like so many other things in life.
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