Starts off with Sam having the flu, so off we go to the doctors only to be given the wrong tablets, as Sam has bad asthma.
So on comes Thursday Sam is getting worse by the the hour. 11pm I am chasing a ambulance down to the hospital as sam has stopped breathing.
Now I do not sleep as it is but I can truly say I am beyond exhausted physically and mentally. I have only just got home from the hospital 10 mins before logging on, but not for long as I am back down the hospital after a breather. This is not the crap part though, NO!, The crap part is knowing that I am sat here unable to do anything to help Sam after being told that she has a huge shadow on her lungs. By all accounts they can not decide if its just a infection or a clot on the lungs. Except they are saying its nothing to worry about, even though they are running round like idiots giving her treatments, as she can not breathe.
Nothing to worry about is it Doc, Can you tell me why you have injected 3 huge needles into her stomach, behind the rib cage and angled up, and not to forget that when I asked you simply said its to "hopefully" break down the clot.
Sorry about the rant but my head is shot and needed to vent some pressure.