Crying Everyday is Really Inconvenient

I sprang a leak during the pandemic.

Photo by Nora Hutton on Unsplash

Yesterday I cried three times. Once remembering my dead dog, Millie (grief), once trying to reschedule a doctor’s appointment for my mother (frustration), and once trying to ask a certified respiratory therapist a question about my new CPAP machine (frustration). No matter how many times I asked the same very simple question, she…