The Good. The Bad. The GREAT!!!

THE GOOD: Davie and I took a much needed trip out to Nana and Papa's lakehouse on Thursday. Before we left we met Daddy at the zoo and it was so fun to see her finally enjoying something besides her feet as she walked around. She stayed busy at the lake walking and walking and walking, swinging, sliding, and swimming in the hot tub. She also slipped under water a few times and thought it was the funniest thing ever. The next day we had planned to see the Sanders family in Broken Arrow and then on to my sister's birthday celebration.

THE BAD: Davie started getting fussier and more lethargic as the weekend continued. Then we heard about the weather. We DID however get to spend some time with Jennie's little family and my sister's little family before we had to ship back out towards OKC. This morning Davie had a full-fledged temperature, so we hit the road. It got worse and worse on the turnpike until I was thinking that it will be a miracle if I get home without getting in a wreck. That's not a good feeling with your sick baby girl in the back seat. Davie started crying and I was getting stressed to the max and distracted, so I decided to pull over and deal with her . . . to be safe. Oddly enough, my attempt to be "safe" wound me up down in a ditch. I fought back tears as I got out and tried shoving stuff under the wheel to get traction. Some classy dude yelled "a**hole!" at me as he drove by on the other side of the turnpike. I actually started laughing at this point, because WHO DOES THAT?! Anyways, a cop came by and told me to get back in the car and he would put me in the system but he said it would be awhile before someone could get to me. I got back in the car and looked at Davie and the tears were really pushing in. Then Steven called. I hadn't wanted to worry him if I could handle it myself, but of course I told him what happened. He got our friend Chris and his Jeep and they started out my direction. I called AAA because I remembered my dad getting me a membership awhile back, but it had since been canceled so they couldn't do anything for me. Anyways, within an hour, the Bristow Wrecking Service came by and took care of me. He was the nicest guy ever, and I didn't even mind paying him $100 . . . I wanted out of there before I had an all-out panic attack.

THE GREAT!: I met Steven and Chris at the McDonalds in Stroud and my darling husband drove me the rest of the way home. When we got home Davie was running 102 temperature, so we gave her some Tylenol and let her rest and then gave her a bath. Now she is running around like a crazy person instead of draping herself over the nearest leg. We came home and had Chili-fest 2010 and are happy to be warm and together. We also got a Wii . . . just for icing on the cake. I can't explain how good it is to be in the same house as my husband and my child at the same time.