I've Fallen And I Can't Get Up

Friday when I got off work I called my husband to see how his day went. He said I needed to go to the emergency room. I thought something had happened to him or The Girl, but he said it was his mom. She passed out in the bathroom. She had been feeling dizzy, but nobody knows why. She was just standing in the bathroom when she took a header right into the sink. She doesn't know how long she was out, but luckily she only split her forehead right through her eyebrow. No broken hip or anything, just 11 stitches. Thank God.

So she got to spend an exciting night in intensive care, but she was able to go home Saturday. She is going to see her regular doctor today or tomorrow and see if he can find out what happened. They said she needed a stress test, but I can't imagine an 80 year old woman running on a treadmill. Her blood pressure was kind of low, but the nurse in the hospital said it was fine.

Who knows. I'm just glad she seems like she's better. I don't know what my husband would do if anything happened to his mother. Not that he's a momma's boy or anything, but they are really close. I don't think it would help any if I tried to explain my views on reincarnation and life after death to him. Bodies only last so long, but souls last forever.