What a day

I called my mom's cell phone today to find out how dad's heart doctor's appointment went only to find out that my mom was sick and could not drive home. So my dad was driving on 69. No biggie except my dad has not driven in like 8 years. The doctor took his license away when his memory was fading. So mom is telling me he is driving because she can't. Said it was a medical emergency. He did very well until he went to exit 69. you could hear mom saying "watch out" (the last words she said to me before the car rolled 3 years ago. I keep telling her she cannot use those words in a car again, but she will not listen to me. I think he just tried to exit to soon or something. Anyways they were going to stop at Dairy Queen to get something to eat because she thought she was having a low sugar attack. So I called about a half an hour later to see if eating helped her. She could barly talk and said all I want to do is sleep. So here I am in Fort Wayne, 45 minutes away and she is going into a diabetic coma. So I tell my boss I am leaving. I get home and she is awake and taking her blood sugar. It is 92 which is really good. So eating made it come up. Don't know what it was originally because she was too weak to take it when she got home. She was still week so she went to bed. She slept for about 3 hours and woke up cold and shaking. She kept shaking uncontrobly. Finaly called her doctor and she said take her to the ER. So we did that about 4:30. Final conculsion is that she was on the start of a blood infection. Most likely started by a low blood sugar attack. She is home and praying for a restful night. I have jerked the heat up because her body still feels cold to the touch and she is cold.

My dad turns 85 tomorrow. What a blessing God has bestowed on him.