Not boring, not exactly exciting...but certainly not dull. Okay, we have to backtrack to begin this story.
It was the day of the big snowstorm, and I got a phone call from Mali. She was throwing up blood. She was at work, at a small hospital in a small city. She talked to her sisters who are nurses, who advised her to go to the big hospital in the big city. So she called me. And I hesitated. And um, didn't go with her. And felt like a total shmuck, a bad mom, a horrible person. The snow was coming, and we live 40 minutes from the big city. The snow WAS coming. With Paul in France, the thought of leaving the kids all here with a storm coming...even with Joseph here...I just couldn't do it. I told her that if she got there, and things were bad, I would come up. To let me know, to keep in touch. Still, I felt schmucky.
She is okay. She isn't a big eater on a good day, and having morning sickness doesn't help. Poor girl.
Anyway, this morning I got up and headed to the store because...oh dang, we have mice! We have either been extra lucky all these years of living out in the country, or our mice have been extra sleuthy. I haven't found signs of them in the kitchen, but in the downstairs. So we went to the hardware store for some mousetraps. And a quick stop in the store for oranges and fresh bread and green peppers, eggs, milk, and popcorn.
Mali texted me and asked me to go with her to her dr. appointment. I have to be at the Dome by five for a basketball game, so I am free in the middle of the day. Sure, I said, I will go. I will be glad to redeem myself of a bit of that shmuckiness.
So this is a short post. The kids have some assignments, but I have to talk to them for a few minutes before I go.....
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Is the story over? Was she throwing up blood just from all that morning sickness? (I told you we are expecting another grandbaby, didn't I? In the end of August. And my poor girl, always sick with her babies, is sick, sick, sick again. Poor honey.)
I hope you don't beat yourself up too bad. You are a good mommy and leaving in a snowstorm like we had the other day could have turned out to be a very bad idea.
Yes, Martha, probably because of morning sickness, perhaps a broken blood vessel or two. The hospital was thorough, did some blood tests, ect., gave her I.V. fluids, and let her go with some more meds for nausea. Congrats on another new grandbaby on the way, yay! I am sorry she is so sick though. That's just not fun.
And the snow...oh dear the snow. It is so deep the dogs almost disappear in it when the run around the yard.
Bethany had to have IV fluids one day too. She spent 5 hours at the hospital 2 weeks ago. :P
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