Time away

So from Facebook posts it looks like I went into the hospital either the day I got home, or the next,  Oct 4th. I know i could go back and read the texts from Laurie, but im not ready to read those yet.

Costume contests and rain

I went back to work today, but i dont think it was official. I judged the costume contest and found out im not actually working tomorrow like I thought.. I was just mixed up on the dates. Like always. But i had fun at the costume contest and hanging out with Anna. I would love to work with her in activities. I dont mess things up on purpose.
I need to call tomorrow about getting tires. Its going to be expensive, but very very necessary. Tommy needs to drive more so i can stop going in all the time. But i dont remember where I out all the paperwork for his driving hours.

Home. But for how long?

I have been home for a week. I  am terrified of being alone. It would seem i am not wanted anywhere. Not at work. Not with my friends. I'm not sure how I got to this place in my life. I know facebook doesnt really count, but its how I keep in contact with people. And when I see them talking to each other, posting fun pics, and not including me in anything, it makes my heart hurt.

 I am pretty sure I have been fired from my job, but no one is brave enough to tell me. I hope they pay me back for the Star Wars tickets soon, those were no gifts. I won't sit with any of them, I promise. They can have all the tickets but my 4. The only reason I got them when I did is because I have No Life.

 The hospital screwed up my brain. I can't remember anything. Or the date. Or when to eat. I have to drive Tommy to work today and see everyone and not be able to participate. They don't need me.

 Do they not understand it's people like me who quietly go away?