Oh the stress!

I can't beleive that I'm having to deal with all this right now. First I fail my three hour gloucose test and have to test my blood sugar four times a day. Even though my numbers have been in the normal range. Then I'm told that I have to take this two hour class. I couldn't get there when they wanted because I have kids that have to be taken care of first. So they only let me do the second hour and said I have to make up the first hour. Then they want me to do a fallow up with bringing a food journal, so they can see what I eat and what my blood sugar has been.
Then I end up going into town a total of three times yesterday for different things. Which means I'm using all my gas.
Then I find out that James was beat by two young guys and his head is still bleeding. I don't know the extent of all his injuries because he won't go to the hospital. I can't believe that people would do something like this. I worry when he is gone normally, now I can hardly sleep thinking about the fact that because someone didn't want to be slowed down in traffic that he could have lost his life. I can't believe that with all these other people around that there wasn't any one that would help.
I know that I need to try and not get stressed by it because of the health of my baby. I just don't know how to not get upset by what happened to my husband. I love him with all my heart and don't know what I would do with out him.