I had just returned from a trip when Rose called to report her sickness.
I left my suitcases packed. I left my phone on all night. I did not sleep.
I was back in Mama Mode.
I was ready to jump in my car and speed to the rescue.
Rose assured me she would be fine. She just wanted advice.
I wanted her to call 911 if she vomited. Imagine that. Ridiculous!
She texted the next morning that she “woke up perfect.”
I got to unpack my suitcases and take a nap.
I keep my helicopter gassed up and ready to hover.
Poor Rose
