my journal

it was a normal quiet weekend at home, suddenly bill n i r arguing over something so stupid, something that could have been solved with a civilized conversation, but instead i started loosing it, suddenlyi wanted to take this argument to the next level i was mad, ready to take a tamtrum n all i wanted to do was stick it to my husband, so i took a hanfull of ambien n geodon, after that all i remember in a hospital room with a sitter, i was so weak, tired, terrible headache n praying that they wouldnt transfer me to the nut house, i spent 3 days locked up in a hospital room with someone by my side  at all times even to go to the bathroom, to make it short what i did it was a stupid mistake, i wasnt thinking clear, i cant believe i did this to my children thats so wrong, i want to get better the doctor will see me on monday first thing in the morning, i miight have to change meds n im not happy about that, but will what happens, for now all i can say is dont take life for granted, i did, n im lucky to be alive, problems alwayas can be solve but u wont get your life back once u die.