my previous entry not knowing that I was about to spend the time from 3 am to 4:30 am in the emergency room. My son, Joel, is receiving IV fluids and antibiotics for a severe kidney infection. If his fever comes down in an hour or two, they'll call and I can go get him. If not, he'll have to be admitted.
Poor guy. He thought he had the flu, and then we all thought it was a bladder infection. I'd planned to take him to the doctor tomorrow morning--well, this morning--but around 2:30 I heard him throwing up and I made the decision to take him to the ER. So here I sit, drinking coffee to stay awake, worrying, and waiting for the phone to ring.
I don't know when I'll get to bed because I have to take Nettl to work and Heather to school, then, if Joel can come home, I'll need to get groceries with special stuff for him. If he's not home, then I'll be at the hospital all day. Whatever happens, I'll keep you posted. Good and positive thoughts for Joel are much appreciated!
UPDATE - 7:15 am:
Joel's home! I'm going to take Nettl and Heather to their "ports o' call" and then I'm coming home and going to bed.