Extra fun with Jenna

Jenna's to-do list for today:

1) Scare the holy crap out of Mommy.

Jenna and I had gone to the vet and the post office this morning and then to Wal-Mart, where she seemed fine at first. All of a sudden, she went from happy to whiny before turning white as a sheet and trying to throw up. She never threw up, but when I tried setting her down, her legs buckled underneath her and she went limp and closed her eyes. I picked her up and instead of hooking her legs around my waist like she usually does, her legs just hung there. She would open her eyes but then close them again. So I left our cart full of groceries and raced home. I got her in bed and called our pediatrician. Of course his office is all booked up today. The nurse thought Jenna may have gotten into something -- maybe she found a heartworm pill on the floor at the vet. A call to the vet confirmed that they had just opened for the day and were sure no pills had been spilled on the floor. The nurse said to try and wake her up and if she didn't want to stay awake to take her to the ER. So I woke her up and... she is FINE. She sucked down a sippy cup of juice and asked for more. She also asked about Wal-Mart, which makes me think she doesn't remember leaving there. "Daddy and Sissy went to the baseball game?" she asked. I said yes, they did. (Chad and Julia are on a field trip to see the Arkansas Travelers today.) Now she's on the couch watching Disney and asking for macaroni and cheese.

Here's the wonderful part. Jenna's doctor goes to our church and his son is in our youth group, which means Chad has access to the holy grail for all moms: our pediatrician's cell phone number. Chad called him from the baseball stadium, then he called me and said to bring her in this afternoon and they would work her in. After that phone conversation, my heart started beating normally again.

It's great that she's fine now, but what the heck?? And what if it happens again?

UPDATE: This has nothing to do with Jenna's health, but she asked for a hot dog to go with her macaroni and while I was microwaving the hot dog weenie, the paper towel underneath it caught on fire and burned the hot dog to a crisp. It's always fun, when you're already frazzled, to look across the kitchen and see flames in the microwave.

This is a bit much, even for a Monday.

ANOTHER UPDATE: We're back from the doctor. The EKG was fine and so was her blood count. She did have 102-degree fever, and she fell asleep in my arms in the exam room -- something she never does anymore. The doctor thinks it may just be a fever virus where she feels fine when her fever's down and when it goes up, she just checks out and goes to sleep. We are going to keep her home for a couple of days and keep an eye on her -- I may even sleep with her tonight.