Days of worry

I worry, alot... Anyone who knows me knows this. It mostly out of love. Cause me constant stress. But still I worry. 😐
Tuesday was no less a stressful day... Emmy came down to help wtih some errands, seeing how I still do not have my license yet.anyways. she says she's leaking fluid ÀLL the time. I made y
Her call her doc.they of course want to see her now. So off we go.. Change of plans into baby gear mode which OF COURSE is PERFECTLY fine!! I would certainly would rather be happy safer knowing my little bugga boo is safe. And my daughter is safe. Mike got home to take me to my Neuro appt.the next day. Which was nice, I really like having him there. I don't think he realizes it though... Doc put me on more med. Lamactial it for Bipolar med patients. Looks like the diagnosis is changing. I maybe looking at more hospital time myself. To get this shit shrtraighted out. It seems everything's fuckied up and I can't fix damn thing anymore.because I'm stupid. My ; live is just that a ; its not moving good. I need it to move good. I don't remember how.