Whew.

I survived the funeral today, but I feel as if my life force or blood or something has just been drained out of me.   I've still got to work today and go pick up my niece to come for my daughter's birthday sleepover.  I'm trying to work and I keep getting the worst doctors and physical therapists to type for.  It's really stressing me out even more.  I will be glad when this weekend is over.  Even though the rest of the things I have to do should be fun and festive, I just don't feel like doing anything.  I hope my daughter manages to have a good 15th birthday despite me.