i just breezed back

into town - again, a few hours ago, and hope everybody had a safe and good holiday.  the weather here was beautiful, and had i been home, i would have made it into the pool - but there's always tomorrow.

and now i'm sitting in front of the computer screen waiting for 25 minutes to tick by while lady clairol does her thing and covers my "wisdom."  that's what my co-worker, mae, calls the grey in her hair...i really like her attitude, but never meant to be quite this wise, you know?

we spent the holiday taking care of my daughter, who has something called POTS  ( postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome).  she stands up and she passes out - her veins don't constrict like they're supposed to and her blood doesn't make it to where it's supposed to go...a couple of days ago, i got a call at work.  she had just gotten back from the emergency room after passing out.  she was unconscious for 45 minutes, and when the emt's reached her, they performed a rescue technique that involved pressing on her sternum, and she finally woke.  the emergency room doctor consulted with a cardiologist and they finally, finally have her on some medication for POTS.

we were all very pleased that at last, she was getting treatment.  her father and i loaded the car and headed to her place for the weekend and were a bit upset when we saw her condition.  she was in horrible pain.  said her head felt like it was splitting in half.  i asked if she had CT scan at the hospital and she said no - they did a neuro exam on her and decided she was ok.  but she wasn't.  sunday morning, she woke up confused and in more pain.  so back to the ER we went - she had a concussion.  i have to wonder why the physician's there didn't think she would...a neuro exam doesn't tell everything, and it ticks me off that they let her go home without checking her out thoroughly.  what if she'd had bleeding of the brain??  you don't just let somebody go home with head trauma without making SURE they're ok.

luckily though, there is no bleeding and she's fine, but out of work for this entire week and taking percocet for her head.

so we played mom and dad (frankly, i loved taking care of her.  has been so long since either of my kids needed a mom) and we cooked for her and made sure she got her meds right and cleaned..the whole nine yards.  and as much as i loved playing mom...if itmeans she won't get hurt or sick again, i'll gladly go see her and sit on my butt while she cooks and plays hostess.

but we had fun, too.  the percocet made her talkative, and let me tell you - that girl can TALK without drug inducement.  so except for her injury, it was a good weekend.  and i got to spend some time with my girl.

still no word on my friend's daughter.  :-(  i'll keep you guys posted, and thank you for your prayers.

i think lady clairol has covered my wisdom sufficiently now.  y'all have a great week.

hugs!