My birthday all summed up:

10am Made my Daddy oats of which he ate maybe three bites, but that's ok his stomach has shrunk so small that's probably all he could hold
12:30 Got a call from Mama checking on Daddy. Then she proceeded to rant for 10 minutes about how Daddy isn't doing what he needs to build his strength and he's basically laying there dying little by little
12:45 I try to get Daddy to drink a protein drink. He cussed me and took two drinks. I had him chase it with water to get the taste out.
12:50- I break down and start crying. It got so bad that I texted my big sister (who I don't get along with) and begged her to come home so I could leave.
3:00pm My big sister finally comes home and tries to calm me.
3:30pm I leave and go shopping. I buy and outfit and 2 pretzels w/cheese. Oh and Lindsey Stirling's Album
5:00pm Come home fully expecting to find a bouquet of flowers with a wonderful note (my bf is out of state working). Thinking that THIS will make up for everything. Instead I find...nothing..nada..zip
5:10pm break down again only this time I get in a cleaning frenzy and start throwing everything away. I even swept the ceiling. ? IDK why
6:30pm I finally text my bf and ask if he forgot. He said "no". I said "well you haven't wished me a happy bday or anything..." His response: "Oh crap! I didn't realize it was the 6th already! Happy Birthday Baby"
8:53pm Mama calls to apologize.
9:00pm I give up!

Sorry for the rant.. I had to get it out! Crap I forgot to take my Seroquil!