Turning the tables...

My mom came home sick yesterday and scared the crap out of me. She drove home at 2 in the afternoon and I didn't think anything of it. I thought maybe she was back to take my Dad to a Dr.'s appointment or something, but she wasn't. She walked in the door and she looked so pale. She said that she had gotten sick at work and she had driven home and gotten sick on the way home. I've never been so worried about my mom and I've never known something like this to happen. She spent all day today around the house. She finally ate something at dinner. I'm glad she's feeling better. It's the first time in a long time since I've been worried about my mom. I'm so used to worrying about my dad instead. Anyway, it felt good to help her out for a change. She's always been there for me...now I can be there for her. Hopefully tomorrow will go well and she can go back to work on Monday.