Tomorrow I take her in and we will start testing for asthma. This is so stressful. I really don't have the time to take off. I hope I don't get fired. Our downstairs neighbors complained about us being loud. I am trying to tip toe, but it isn't easy. I don't know how to beat this sickness. I dreamt about my dad earlier. I still need his love and support. In the dream he looked so healthy. He had lost so much weight before he died. I could use some encouraging words right now. I still can't believe it has been six months. I wanted to call him so bad yesterday. How do I deal with having both parents gone? I guess I have larger problems. I am on my phone writing in my blog at 3 a.m.