Thank you SO much.
If I had a car at work, I wouldn't be here right now. My boyfriend and I carpool and he drops me off first. I just had to run to the bathroom and I sat in a stall and completely broke down. I just don't know what to do. I have already run out of kleenex on my desk from trying to discreetly cry, although I know it's not discreet at all when I'm facing a hallway that everyone uses.
I am being asked to make decisions for Layla and I don't KNOW what the best option will be and I don't KNOW what the outcome will be. Maybe she's stressed out being there and it's hindering her healing. Maybe she won't get as good of care at home. Maybe we won't do things the right way. But maybe she'll be happier.
I stayed at my grandma's house last night and she packed me a huge lunch to eat, and in this lunch is baby carrots which are Layla's favorites and I can't even give her the last bite
