So we sat in the emergency room for hours, then she was finally moved to a room. At least eight different people asked her the same questions, over and over.
When I left at 8:00pm, she still hadn't eaten anything all day. And she just called to tell me the kitchen is closed. Luckily she has a candy bar in her backpack!
For the record, I'm convinced she's okay, although I know she has some sort of virus or sinus infection that's been lingering. She definitely hasn't felt well. But I'm not alarmed, for whatever reason. I feel pretty calm, although I'm sorry for her having to be in the hospital.
I updated her blog. And now I've written in this one. My observation on this month's blog topic: Charlie's character won't allow her to be negative or depressed. And that's half the battle.