The long weekend was a sleepless weekend for me. Especially last Sunday night. A lot of things are running endlessly in my mind and most of them made me worried again. Sigh. Why I can't I just be not a worrier?
My father went back to the doctor last Friday and we found out he has Pneumonia and that if the antibiotics she prescribed didn't do it's job, we have to confine him in the hospital which we don't want to happen.
He's medication and doctor's consultation are now taking a toll in our finances and I'm afraid we can not afford a hospital confinement.
That's why the weekend is a sleepless weekend for me. I find my self Friday night scouting for generic medicines which comes cheaper rather than the branded ones. (how I wish I was just scouting for cheap hearing aids or cheap gadgets rather than medicines.)
I hope my father gets well so soon and really really well. I know my worrying doesn't help but I can't help it until he gets clean bill of health. We will go back to his doctor on Thursday and I hope he'll be fine then.