Scare of a Lifetime

Ok, so we didn't make it to Waynesboro to visit Noonie after all. About halfway there, in Vidalia of all places, Mama had a pretty big seizure. (Yes, it was a real seizure, not a "fainting spell" or a bad case of the barfs. A seizure. Look it up, geniuses. Especially those claiming to be intelligent lifeforms.)

Layne remained calm enough to call the EMTs and once she regained consciousness they followed the ambulance to the hospital. When Mama regained consciousness, not Layne. Then again, if you've ever seen Layne drive you'd swear she was out cold.

Long story short, after lots of tests and scans, she's on seizure medication and can't drive until she's been properly evaluated by a neurologist. She got really sick again on the way home but at least it wasn't another seizure.

Hopefully we can get her in to a highly recommended neurologist here on Monday. If he can't see her this week then we're to contact a specialist group in Savannah.

Dellarose, Terry, Hayes and Pat came down to meet us in Vidalia so we were able to send some goodies back with them for Noonie.

Maybe we'll try again in a few weeks? The dust needs to settle from this excitement before we hit the road again.

Thank you, Lord, for answering my prayers. You know what I'm talking about. I owe you big time. Well, I already owed you big time but now its even bigger. I mean, not that it could really get any bigger than it already was but ... well, you know what I mean. Amen.