"Are you kidding me? Are you seriously telling me my little baby has epilepsy???? Oh my God!!!!!!! What the fuck kind of shit luck is this????"
That is what I feel like screaming from a mountain top or something right now. I want to scream. I want to sob for days. Mommy is sick of this shit. Mommy is tired of the shit storm. But Mommy has to take care of everyone and keep everyone happy and relaxed. Meanwhile I am effing screaming in my head. "HOLY SHIT!!!! Fuck You, epilepsy!! Stop fucking with my baby. And leave us alone, shit luck!"
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