Over the weekend I had to take my little by to hospital as he was having an asthma attack, very very scary – the first one my son has had. When he came home we had to monitor him very closely and medicate him every four hours, during the night too. Needless to say I am just surviving on the little sleep I can get, with every cough or strange noise I rush into his room to check he is breathing ok. I took only one day of work to make sure my son was ok and when I got back to work I was made to feel guilty for taking time off. I then ended up crying in the bathroom (been 21 weeks pregnant I am slightly emotional)
I feel so angry at my boss, who up until today I use to get along really well with, I really don’t think I will have much respect for him from now on. I don’t like to cause trouble, nor do I like to make other peoples life difficult but MY SON COMES FIRST, and those who don’t like it can go jump. |