Well, it sorta goes like this:
At 6am yesterday morning, I was just settling in to fall asleep, like i had been meaning to for the hours preceding it, but got caught up watching Twilight (It's always worth a laugh or two), then Louis CK on Starz or whatever other weird movie channel I get in my cable package ( he made me LOL so hard! I died
) Then the Breakfast Club, because even though I have it on DVD I couldn't resist a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess, and a criminal... (props to all who get it) Well anyway, just as the sun was starting to come through my window my mom comes in and says I need to drive her to the hospital because her chest her really bad and she couldn't breathe... Well I drove her (Yes sleepless me, who hasn't driven in a couple months with a mom who can't breathe - talk about paranoid) and we got to the ER and they say her lung collapsed... :,( Well she's doing alright now, they reinflated it, but since she's the only one I have I'm sorta depressed and worried out of my freaking mind. sighs...
I spent the whole day with her (6:30am to about 2am the following morning) I went home to take a shower (my hair was sarting to remind me of the beginning of dreads and was sticking up in various directions), some food, take my meds (I've got issues of my own, but not life threatening at the time being
), and get some shut-eye.
I got back here a few hours ago (around 10-ish, I picked her up some Panera Bread on my way.), and she's doing alot better, she's gotta stay for a few days though they say, and it's gonna be tough on me and our pets at home (We had someone taking care of them yesterday so I'm not being cruel.) I was smart enough to grab my laptop so I can stay in touch with my beloved DevArt. ;D
She's napping on my shoulder right now, and my necks got a helluva kink in it, but I love her and I'd do whatever I can for her, I hope she knows that.
Anyway... Check ya latr.