to wallow in self pity. Honestly. things always just get worse. That is the sucky part about pitying oneself, you can never save it until you are about to get better.
on a brighter side, Chilly does remarkably well on 4 hours of sleep. He also has a lot of energy at 3 in the morning when he's had nightmares. And Harry hasn't thrown up...yet. Insta care is always open on the weekends.
so I'm good.