Update: okay things are not as bad as i thought, it just hit me really hard emotionally. My mother was taken in to get her gall bladder removed yesterday. Everything went well and they decided to keep her over night, so i had gone home for the night. I got a call early this morning that they had to move her to the icu cus her blood pressure was really low.
This hit me really hard. About 8 years ago ago, she had been in the icu and was all but on her death bed. It brought back a lot of bad memories.

Thankfully, when i got here today, she was doing a LOT better. She just had a little bit of internal bleeding from the surgery, so they got a blood transfusion in her and now she's stable and has been looking so much better just in the several hours ive been here. They plan to have her back into a normal room by tomorrow.

I'll probably still be very off and on here and comissions will still be delayed some till she's out of the hospital.


God hospitals make my anxiety go through the roof.

Gunna be absent from here a bit, idk how long.
Some really serious shit cropped up

Fuck

Im scared