Yesterday was hard. My daughter fell and had a laceration on her head (no stitches), I felt like DIRT! I was about to put her in bed for her nap and when I went to get her milk she fell out of her little rocking chair. Events spiraled after that. The EMT looked @ me and was critical, like I didn't feel bad enough. The registration attendant was RUDE, as if I was the slackest mom ever. I had all my paper work, she and I were both clean, well dressed ( I got ready quickly), we live in a nice neighborhood , I work from home , and I could not see why I was treated like filth. Yes I am in the process of a divorce, but I am not trash. Its hard enough being a single Mom ,living in a new city (that I LOVE) without any family close by ( My mom is an hour away but I hate to depend on her or ask for help, her husband makes me nervous, so I don't want to cause friction between them). Its hard, I also suffer from chronic fatigue and deep tissue pain and depression. Despite all that I get up and work everyday, care very well for my daughter, and get very little help from her father (he does pay for her insurance). I am drowning! I am thankful for what I have but some days its much more difficult than I thought it would be!