And without a word, my friend must have known. An unanswered call didn't put her off like I might have silently hoped, another soon came and then the dreaded threat...I am coming over....lol! At first I just unloaded and had a good cry...she let me just talk, and talk, and cry. And then the words of support came (I knew they would) I really just thought I wanted to be alone with my thoughts..I didn't want to go to lunch, my head was pounding and I just wanted to go to bed, and sit upon my "pity pot"...till I got a huge red mark on my butt....but guess what? She didn't buy it... So we compromised and she came to see me with a Sonic diet Cherry Limeade and I realized what a special friend I have. So grateful...and now it is my turn, another friend is hurting and away from home and worried for her mother who she flew to be with...I will call her...it is what we do.