Damn

From Friday to Tuesday I was sick as a dog. puking out my fucking guts and shitting up a storm and all the while I has to cook, clean, and take care of the baby. Hell no I got no help no body gave me any sympathy or remorse. My insides burned like hell just drinking water but did anyone care that I was sick, NO Everybody was "can you do this and can you do that". No one asked are you ok Mamah until I couldn't get up. What ever mess I made I had to Clean up no my own. So I came to the fact that if I can do all this shit sick as a dog imagine what I can do when I'm well. Yeah that's how I got to look at it to keep me focused away from the sad fact that no one really gives a shit but then there is karma and it will bit you in the ass in the end.