First, I would like y'all to say "hello" to my new renter, web loafer, over at his blog, Sanity's Bluff. He has a rental spot open as well, so anyone with some credits wanting to rent a spot on his blog, go on over. He's a hoot!

Second, I wanted to say thanks to Bob over at Backwoods Bob for letting me rent some space on his blog this week. He seems like a true country gentleman, so y'all give him some traffic too, 'kay?

Third, I bet y'all would like to hear about my Thanksgiving adventures. I thought so.

Let's put it this way, we didn't have time to rest our tummies after Thanksgiving dinner. My grandmother had cancer surgery not too long ago and was still in bed for the most part, so she and my grandfather didn't get to eat dinner with us this year. We did, however, take them some food and spent some time with them.

The next morning, my aunt and grandfather took my grandmother, we call her "Nanny", to the hospital for an infection in her incision. It was pretty bad.

So, the next day, my sister and her family, Dave, the kids and I, and my parents, all headed into Birmingham to see her in the hospital. Since my sister had only recently given birth to my new niece, the baby couldn't go up to the hospital room. We took turns watching the baby in the lobby while the others visited.

I must say, Brookwood Hospital has a generous visiting policy. Usually the hospitals up here only allow two visitors at a time, while Brookwood wasn't as strict.

Anyway, while we were up there, my sister was telling Nanny about her still-swollen feet and migraines. The nurse, who was in the room at the time, became concerned and asked Boo some questions and took her blood pressure, which was very high.

My sis ended up in the ER for emclampsia, which is a condition women can get while pregnant or even after the birth. It is basically high blood pressure, which can cause major complications if not treated. That's why she was having migraines and her feet were still somewhat swollen.

So...I went to find my brother-in-law who was with my hubby and all the kids in the cafeteria, told him what was going on and then went to find my mother who was with the baby to advise her of the situation. Then there goes my sister in a wheelchair being wheeled down to the ER... Let's just say we were all exhausted by the time we all got back home.

My Nanny, of course, was laughing at all the excitement. I guess being bedridden can be boring, but boring is one word you can not apply to my family. There is always something going on.