The worst feeling in the world would have to be the since of helplessness, the not knowing, the uncertainty. Webster's dictionary defines helplessness as the lacking of protection or support or to be marked by an inability to act or react. I have recently experienced this emotion so the events are fresh in my mind. The feeling of helplessness is something that no one should go through.
             My Tuesday started out just as any other. I woke up at six in the morning and left for work. This particular day it so happens that I got off early from work. So I decided to run a few errands and get a few things done that I had been putting off. I was having a good day and even treated myself by going to the beauty salon and getting a haircut. Upon finishing my errands I went pick up some lunch and brought it to my husband who was still at work. When we were done I decided to go home and rest.
             I arrived at home about twenty minutes after I left base. Since it was only about two o'clock I took a nap. I really needed that; I did not realize how tired I was. I got up and fixed dinner for my husband, a friend of his who was coming over, and myself. I made my favorite dish tacos. Around nine o'clock that night they left and went back to work. My husband was working all night that night.
             After they left I went about my normal routine. Getting my clothes ready the next day for work, picking up the dishes, putting the leftovers in the refrigerator... When I finished I decided to watch a little television in my bedroom. So I locked the doors and turned off the lights in the living room and headed to the bedroom.
             Now, lying in bed, watching television, and the lights off I started getting comfortable and dosing off. I decided to call my husband before I went totally to sleep to tell him good night. Upon hanging up the phone I turned off the television and started drifting off to sleep.
             It was about eleven thirty at night ...