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Yesterday I went to the emergency room. I was at school when I was having trouble breathing, so my friend drove me to the hospital and my car was left at school. I wound up just having a virus but I was panicking so much they had to put me on Ativan so I couldn't drive to get my car. My aunt wound up bringing me home to my boyfriend, and he said we could get my car in the morning. So this morning he wakes me up out of a deep deep sleep so he can drive me to school before he has to go to work. I don't even brush my teeth, I just hop out of bed to grab my wallet and we get in his car at 7:45 so he can make it to work by 8:30. At 8:15 we pull up to the parking garage at school. He is worried about being late, so I go to grab my keys and get out of the car....but my keys were not there. I HAD LEFT MY GODDAMN CAR KEYS AT THE APARTMENT WHEN I WAS GOING TO PICK UP MY GODDAMN CAR. He freaks out when I tell him what has happened - he keeps asking if I'm serious and I keep saying yes and apologizing. All fell silent in the car as we both knew that this meant he wouldn't make it to work until at least 9:00. I silently cried in the passenger seat the whole way home. The worst part was, when he dropped me off, I needed him to stop the car and give me his keys so I could get into our apartment. I was sobbing at that point. He gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and went to work. Sometimes I hate myself.
<bot>: my boyfriend had to take me to get my car after I had been in the ER and couldn't drive, we get to the car and I realize I forgot the keys, he was super late to work. FML.