So my sister came down to visit for a week. Things went crazy that Tuesday night and we had to pick her up. The rest of the week went off great, she got her chopsticks, we went shopping, did whatever she wanted. Monday when we headed over to Atlantic Beach, had lunch then went to the beach. We had fun for about three hours in the water, ended up getting rolled several times but was still fun, the water tasted so horrible, the waves kept knocking us over. All was fine until we were walking back up the beach towards the car and I just fell over backwards, passing out. My sister ran and got the lifeguards and then BJ came back from chasing a beach ball. They were all flipping out that it was heatstroke. Turned out my blood sugar had went down to about 60something and then they made me eat this tube of lemon flavored glucose stuff, when they checked it at the hospital it was in the 30's. I had to have an IV with two of those drippy bag things. I haven't felt good since. Had to take Britney and put her on the bus this morning. She's almost in Georgia where she'll have a 2 hour layover in Atlanta and then will be on her way back up through Tennessee to get to KY.