Weird night

So I had to take my mother to the emergency room last night. She lives with me (keep that straight ... SHE lives with ME) and hadn't been feeling well all week. It's her diverticulitis. Bothers her once in a while. Usually not too bad. She thought she was getting better Saturday and could go back to work (overnight shift at Wal-Mart), but called me at work at the newspaper around 7 p.m. to say she was going to driver herself to the ER. She'd had blood in her stool all day, and since she'd had a hystorectomy in Feb., was scared it had something to do with that.

I talked her out of driving herself and drove the 18 miles back home, picked her up, drove her the 18 miles back to town to the hospital, and sat with her for awhile at the ER. The nurse who came in around 8 p.m. said it would be about at hour before the doctor would see her, so Mom told me to go back to work. The sports guys had gotten hold of the ME, who came in about 3 minutes after I got back, and he stayed an hour or so to help out with laying out pages. Everyone at work was real nice and understanding about it, asking how she's doing and so forth. That made me feel better. At least until I started sending local copy to the web site and realized I'd forgotten a story (a small one). Sorry, tech school!

Mom called around 10 p.m. to say they were going to keep her overnight, and a surgeon would have a look at her Sunday (today). Hopefully, she won't need surgery for whatever it is. I called her room a while ago, and she hadn't seen anyone yet. As soon as I finish here, I'm hopping in the shower and putting together a few things to take to her.

First one

So here it is, finally a blog. I probably won't update very often. No one will probably read this anyway, since my life is pretty boring.