This is an actual phone call made to Honey from the back seat of my car by Maddie on Sat. afternoon:
Daddy, you need to call 911 and get an ambulance for Mommy. We are at Sonic and she just ordered a Diet Sprite- NOT a Diet Coke. Something must be really wrong with her. Seriously wrong. We have got to get her to the hospital. Quick. I don't know who she is but she can't be my mom. She ALWAYS orders a Diet Coke. What do you think is wrong with her?