days from hell lead to angry men

Alright, so the past couple of days have been rather hellish, but sadly i am here to rant mainly about the last several hours that have elapsed. Now, first off, i will say that emi suffered a concussion, after a visit to the hospital, we know it is nothing serious. Now, the hospital trip came 24 hours after the injury. First point of rant, the damn hospital.
Ok, so getting into the ER wasnt so bad, it went rather smoothly and we get back in a timely manner. But from there, it all went down hill. First thing that happens, we learn the doctor didnt read the fucking chart all the way and was going to administer a narcotic to take care of the pain. For those who dont know, emi is pregnant, and for those who also dont know, narcotics can be HARMFUL to a child. He almost fucked up big time and almost hurt my son. Then they put her on an IV, no big deal right? Almost 45 minutes after the IV drip was done, someone came in to take the damn line out. For almost 2 hours no one came to check on her, and there were several things that were not done properly. After waiting in the hospital for nearly 3 1/2 hours, she is released with good test results, which is good, but if things were done in a more orderly manner, the trip could have been shorter.
Now, roll back the clock abour 24 hours. The moment she hit her head. About twenty minutes later i get a phone call from a friend, while i am tending to a now unconscious emi, asking me if she can talk to emi because she thinks she is having a miscarriage. I tell her she will have to wait because emi was having a seizure, which it turned out she had passed out. Her response was, "Oh, okay" and then i was able to get off the phone to tend to emi. Now, this girl knows emi, and also adores emi, but she certainly didnt seem too worried about emi in a seizure, even though it wasnt that. Then, this morning, i get a text from her all upset about some fucking boy she likes, and she doesnt seem all too concerned when i tell her emi had a concussion. Really pissed me off because we have done so much shit for this girl, and all she does is sit there and bitch about a guy she barely dated. And then, when i texted her after getting out of the hospital, she tells me that she is with another guy already.
I cannot understand why the fuck someone would go and do something they know that is causing them actual pain. She told me she knew her coping methods made her life a living hell, but she still fucking does it. Why do people do that? Why do people go and hurt themselves like that? Seriously!
One last tid bit, then i am done with this, why do i have so many fucking friends who dont seem to give a rats ass about what the fuck is wrong with me when i sit there and fucking risk my life or sanity for most of them? Why is it i will sit there, and despite the fact they have fucked me over time and time again, help them and all they do is act like they dont fucking care abou my problems when i need help. No, i dont expect fair treatment in return, but it is rather rediculous when someone says they are your friend and you sit there and go through hell for them, and they dont give a rats ass about your feelings. That REALLY burns my ass, and i cannot stand it!

Well, enough ranting, its been a long couple days, i need to eat and rest. Peace out everyone

Spoons