What a Weekend.

I didn't do a whole lot Friday or Saturday and then I got a call from my mother early Sunday morning that my oldest nephew was in ICU and was not doing well at all. He had suddenly (as far as anybody knows) developed septic shock and was in and out of consciousness, either not speaking or not making any sense when he spoke, etc. That scared me to death since once infection gets in the blood like that, it has a main line straight to all of the organs which is really bad if it isn't taken care of quickly.

Later Sunday afternoon my mother said that he was still in ICU, but was doing some better. His color was coming back and he was talking and making sense.

This morning my mother called and said they are headed either to Alabama (where my sister lives) or to Tennessee (where my nephew is in the hospital). She said he was doing a lot better and might either get put into a regular room or released today. I thought it rather odd that they chose now to go visit. When I first heard the news of him being sick, I wanted to go then. Now that he's getting better, I feel OK about not being there. I asked if they were going to stay with my niece while my sister and her husband were at the hospital and my mom said she didn't know what they were doing. They were just going. (This is probably code for my sister being totally pissed at them for not coming sooner and now they feel like they have to go to stay in her good graces.) She said she didn't know how long they would be gone and she'd call me later in the week to let me know if they'll be back in time for Thanksgiving or if they'll just stay up there.

I've had a migraine for days now, and when it woke me up all night last night and this morning, I decided to stay home and be a bum today. I slept most of the morning and I'm feeling better now. I still feel like it could come back though.

I've read three books this weekend, all of which are excellent. Wringer by Jerry Spinelli, Messenger by Lois Lowry, and A Northern Light by Jennifer Donnelly--loosely based on a true story.

I have no food and need to go to Wal-Mart, but I have no desire to put on makeup or make myself look presentable, so I think I won't. I do have to make a dessert for tomorrow's Thanksgiving potluck at work, but I think I have all the ingredients necessary for that. I hope so anyway.