This is my post for #freewrite Saturday prompt delicate hosted by 
I am not sure why I can no longer post any pictures, I am trying #busy today and still can not post my cover freewrite pic.
Anyway, my post is about how delicate life is, things can change with one phone call or in my case two. Last night I am sitting here fighting with steemit and the phone rings, it is my sister and she said our Mother fell and passed out, she said an ambulance was on the way. Mom has been sick for 2 weeks now, I have never seen her this sick. The last time she was at the doctor he told her she was healthier than he was. She never gets sick, but this bug was a badass bug and it did not seem to let go of her. She told me she was feeling better but was not 100% yet. They checked her over at the hospital and said she was dehydrated and had a urinary infection from the antibiotics she has been on. They let her go home and told her to drink plenty of water and get some live culture yogurt.
Today my husband took 10 areca palms to the plant nursery, they sold all of ours that they had. I was working in the yard and got the feeling that I should get the cordless phone and bring it out with me. I was not out there long when it rang and it was my husband, he said he was going to the hospital and for me to meet him at the ER. He is not one to do this, things had to be bad. I had my boat behind my truck and my hands were shaking while I was trying to unhook it. I made it about 2 miles from the house and he calls my cell phone and says whatever it was quit.
When he got home he told me he was sitting at the nursery talking to the owners and his stomach went to hurting so he told them he has to go, he made it about 5 miles and said the pain was unbearable, he pulled over and called me, he went another 5 miles or so and that is when it stopped. While he was telling me this he belched a couple of times and I was thinking it sounds just like what happened to our daughter when she had to have her gallbladder removed, but with his upcoming hernia surgery, I was not about to say that to him. He has an appointment with the hernia surgeon on Monday I am going to go with him and make sure the surgeon knows of all of this. Life is delicate.