Don't mess with me...

When I am sick. OK, so I'm sick a lot, but when I've thrown up and my throat is burning and my chest hurts, then don't mess with me. I mistakenly had Joseph scheduled at the eye doctor for the same time as Rachel's dance class. I dropped him off, then took her, wait until she goes in, thinking I'll be right back, but no. There is a Mom there with her 5 children (oldest was 8 and the youngest 2 1/2) They've been there for awhile and are getting really bored and are driving me crazy. There are all new girls in the office and they don't know how to use the computer very well. It took forever to get out of the office and the doctor only saw Joseph for 5 minutes. I stop and get Subway for dinner, so Sarah can eat before her dance classes. I bring Rachel home, and Joseph ate my sub. He wanted a pastrami, I got the rest of us, what the Monday deal sub was. I do not like pastrami and I don't think it would do well with my heart burn and tummy. I finally lost it, enough that Pat went and got me a new sub.