its one of those kind of days on 2008-01-09

Becca is not feeling well. She's never sick. She never ever stays home from work.

I think she's this way because....well, there was a time she thought she'd never be able to hold down a job.

I guess she was kind of crazy in high school.Depressed. Manic. But now, if its the meds or what, but she's like I'm going to work or else.

She has an attention problem. Who doesn't. I do. And yeah, its strange that I do the work that I do at the library in cataloging. Its tedious work. Its like a foreign language to a lot of the "real" librians I work with.

I don't know how I do it. Or even why, some of the time. But I don't mind. I really don't.

But this, this with Becca is new. Usually, she's the one taking care of me. And, you know, what if we need to go to the hospital or something. I mean, will I know? What to do exactly?

It could happen.

You know, what if she fainted? What if, well..that one day comes where she's gonna have my baby...will I know what to do if some thing goes wrong.

God, I'm almost having a panic attack just thinking about it.

Better go and check on her even if she is asleep.