Rest...

I'm going to attempt to get some this evening. It's been one hetic week, and after going out last night, I'm ready for some rest. "Emma" was still very un-easy today. I'll be glad for tomorrow to come. Her son usually visits her on sunday afternoon, and I hope he'll put her mind at ease once she sees him. I don't know what's wrong, but how soon I hope it gets resolved. I can't stand seeing her like this- and there's nothing I can do to help. I used to "fixing things". As a nurse, I'm typically able to "fix" what's wrong. Uncomfortable? I can fluff the pillows, get an extra blanket, get a nice cool drink to help out. Hurting? I can give their medications, or listen to what is causing the hurt. It's when I can't "fix" the hurting that I become upset with myself. I know I have to accept there are things I cannot change, but for some reason, I still believe I'm "super woman". I think I can do it all, fix whatever is wrong, no matter what. Sometimes, I just can't. I can't fix whatever "Emma's" son is going through. I can't heal her worried heart. I wish I could. I would take her worry for her.

It's not even 9:00pm and I'm exhausted. I shouldn't have gone out last night. I had a great time, don't get me wrong, but I paid dearly for it today. Susan's "cop" called her yesterday and she was ecstatic. I do hope this works out for her. She deserves happiness more than anyone I know. After Shane and Wes- I can't believe she's even open to dating again. Maria and I sang a few songs and had a few drinks. I think that was the problem. I didn't have that much to drink, but the drinks coupled with lack of sleep makes everything more difficult. I'm staying in tonight. My night with Morris. He's appreciative. I need to be refreshed tomorrow. "Emma" is counting on me. I can't let her down.