Busy busy

No time to write yesterday...after work had to stop at the house...when I got to the car I had a voicemail on my phone...so I listened to it which never happens...it was mom...she was informing me that even though she knew I was coming to the house, that my sister was in the hospital, so stop by the house...she has a way with words...

So I text both of my sisters to see what was wrong with Chelle...I knew she wasn't feeling well the day before and with her being preggers figured she managed to land herself in the hospital...no one responded...so then I had myself in a tizzy cause mom never mentioned which sister it was...so of course my mind goes to the worse...either Chelle lost the baby or Kris got beat again by psycho ex...(neither was the case)

Anyways after what seemed like a forever drive thanks to school traffic I finally got to the house...it was Chelle in the hospital apparently they were thinking she may be having some type of allergic reaction though they didn't know for sure...our family is kinda special they never seem to know what is wrong...

So me and mom went to see her...after having to go to 2 gas stations to find a blue slushie...her face was swollen, throat was hurting, and her face was speckled cause all her blood vessels in her face popped...though at first they thought it was a rash...they basically admitted out of the fact she looked like crap and they didn't know what was wrong...

So baby is to be fine...Chelle is feeling better but they still don't know what is wrong...her platelet count is low so they had a hematologist come in and order more blood tests...though what the point was I'm not sure since the one question I asked to him he couldn't give me an answer...so we shall see how this all goes...

Also while all this is going on I spent the night at my parents house cause Tyler was spending the night with his Pap and mom had to work this weekend and didn't want them to be by themselves...let me tell ya I don't know how people share a bed with him...he was all over the place and is like a little sweaty furnace...I don't think I've slept that bad in a long while...even Evan a hundred pound dog is easier to sleep with than Ty...

And Ty is just a little chatter box...he just keeps talking and talking and talking...question after question...he's just so funny cause you wonder how he knows or remembers half the stuff he talks about...an adorable little monster he is...

Nothing is really new w/ me...I seem to be doing just fine thru all this...though my back was killing me earlier from the rough nights sleep and lugging Tyler around but its feeling better now...now just tired and happy to be sleeping in my own bed tonight

Brandy