Okay, so I feel less panicky now.

I was freaking out, so I went over to Ryan's and he fed me vegan brownies and looked at stupid things online with me, and then he let me give him a facial/exfoliate/extract dead skin (my secret dream is to be an esthetician). Meg called me and helped me calm down too, even though it was cutting into the newest episode of Lost.

Also, my sisters/relatives/family friends were all able to convince my mom to stay in the hospital overnight, just in case. One of the things that was freaking me out the most was the thought of something happening to her when she was all alone- and if an ambulance couldn't get back there in the summertime when my dad died, there's no way it could get to our house in the winter.

I'm glad I get to go home on Friday, even if it's only for a couple of hours. I just have to make through one and a half more days.

6 more weeks til Phoenix. <3

PS: Thanks for all the concerned texts/messages/phonecalls guys, I love you and it made me feel a little better.