It's just too much sometimes

My sister just called to say that her dog got out while she was at the theater. Now she's desperately searching the neighborhood for him. Oh lord, you guys, I just didn't need this. I really didn't. I just keep praying that she'll call in the next 30 minutes to say that she found him. That way, I can get some sleep. There's only so much freaking out that I can do.

Meanwhile dad is complaining of chest pain but won't call the doctor because he doesn't want to be told that he needs to go to the emergency room.

Seriously, this is more than I can handle. It really is.