loans, loans, loans!

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Dad coming home from the hospital didn't mean that he got better. It just meant that we can't afford for him to stay in the hospital any longer. We live on loans and loans for our everyday expenses and now there's my father's hospital bills to worry about. I just don't get why we have to go through this when God knew we almost didn't have enough for anything, let alone for medicines. I feel worse because I'm unemployed and have a kid. I also worry about his tuition fee. I still couldn't work because nobody else would take care of my son. Nannies or babysitters are out of the question since we won't be able to pay them. All I can do is sit in front of the computer and look for money-making sites. I'm not earning enough. Most high paying sites require upgrades and investments of money that I don't have in the first place. I need a miracle, if God would only be so merciful as to give us one.