Life knocks you down. It's when you stop getting up that it is time to cry.

And I am so ready to cry. My mom is in the isolation unit of the hospital with a MRSA infection in each arm that she picked up while getting iv's at another hospital and my dad is in the same hospital with a blood clot in his leg. My step-dad is back to living with me and , well what else is there to say. Each time it's getting harder and harder to stay positive and pull myself up by the bootstraps so to speak.