Breaking through the Fibrofog…

I think my nerves are getting the best of me. On Saturday, after having a great time at Larriland Farms with friends, I went off on a cashier at Food Lion. This was after the first cashier I tried to go to was rude to me so when the second pushed my buttons I blew. I left Dean to pay and walked away mumbling. Today when trying to make a doctors appt for my son I got rude w/ the receptionist who tried to convince me to just leave a message for the dr since I mentioned he might have pink eye, after going into detail explaining a week ago he went in w/ a fever that the dr misdiagnosed as a stomach flu because I said that morning he had some lose diapers, but if she knew my son she’d know that’s not unusual. I walked away last week feeling mad I’d wasted my time and still had a sick son. Now over a week later Caleb is getting high fevers off and on and is coughing very badly. The person who answered the phone today said that she was sure if he was in last week w/ a cough that I was told that its good for him to have a cough, and I told her no that last week she said he only had a stomach bug that she overlooked the cough. Then I “nicely” asked if I could please get my son an appointment to be seen today that I have eyes drops for pink eye and that I need him seen for a cough and fever. She was rude and said I’d have to hold, after waiting five minutes I hung up and burst into tears. No doubt my emotions are all over the place but I am hating how I feel. Every little thing pushes what little of my sanity is left in tact over the last few weeks. I hate being rude and angry towards people but I am so sick of not being listened to. I keep telling Dean I cant take much more, and he’s response is “and what will happen if something else happens?” well i just dont know but my emotions cant handle much more of this roller coaster. Dont know if a vacation will help but I know theres no rest in site for me this week or weekend. This weekend is our 5 year wedding anniversary and our weekend is jam packed w/ nothing but non celebratory busyness. i just want to run away and hide for while, too bad I cant even get away for a litlte bit. Dean just called to make an appt for Caleb, they cant seem him til tomorrow. If the darn office opened before 9 am people might be able to get appointments for the same day instead of them getting bombarded w/ calls at 9 am. My friend called her pediatricians office yesterday morning and got an appt for 9:15, today we call our pediatrician and get treated like crap then finally get put off til tomorrow. I used to like our pediatrician office, heck, I used to like everything in our life, but right now nothing makes me happy..