No, not the show...the real thing! 'Bama Girl's roommate called Tuesday at about 7pm and said that she and the BF were taking her to the Emergency Room. 'Bama Girl had been sick for about a week and had passed out several times. (What I found out later was...14 times!) So...David and I hit the road to Tuscaloosa about 7:30 and got there by 10. They said she had a virus. A virus? Whatever!
We took her to a motel and spent a very restless night, then woke up and brought her home. I took her to our doctor Thursday morning and he wanted to admit her, give her an IV and run tests. Okay...but did she want to go? NO. And can I make a twenty year old go? NO. So, I brought her back home, filled her up with liquids (she was extremely dehydrated!). She ate...a little.
This morning, we took her back to Tuscaloosa. If we hadn't, I think she might have walked there. She had a test! She couldn't miss it! She had already missed almost a week of classes! Am I a bad mother? I spent 10 hours on the road driving her back and forth. 3 sleepless nights. And unknown amounts of money for doctor's bills. Aaaand....I'll do it again....if I have to! (Can you tell I have lots of guilt for leaving her up there? Even though I know I've done everything I can?)
It doesn't matter how old you are, you'll still be my baby!
Anyway...this is my explanation for not blogging for a while. (Sorry...I said no more baby pictures...I lied!)