13 C13

By noon, Hannah was in need of changing. She wandered into the nurses office and looked at Mrs. Remington.

"I'm here for my one change." Hannah said with a chuckle. Ten minutes later, Hannah came out of the bathroom and smiled at Mrs. Remington. "That was a lot harder than it looks."

"When you are putting it on your self, it is..." Mrs. Remington said. "How tight did you get the tapes?"

"As tight as I could possibly get them..." Hannah said.. "I'm not as good at it as mom, but she has experience at it..."

"True." Mrs. Remington said. "But, the more you do it the better you will get at it."

"I'm sure I will." Hannah said. "I'm going to go up to the library until Mom gets here."

"Ok, sweetie. If I don't see you before Monday, have a good weekend." Mrs. Remington said.

"I will," Hannah said. "You have good weekend too..." Hannah said, before leaving the office. Hannah went up stairs and walked in to the Media Center. Outside, the sky had grown dark and it looked like rain was imminent. Hannah sat down at a computer and logged in. A few seconds later, the homepage of the Storm Prediction Center was on the screen. Hannah gasped aloud, causing students near by to glance at her. She worked quickly to get a better look at the radar, and then went to Mrs. Adamson's desk. "Can I make a phone call?"

"Yep," Mrs. Adamson said. "But make it quick, you're not supposed to be using this phone."

Hannah nodded and then dialed a number. "Hey, I was just looking at the SPC, as of the 1600 outlook, we are now high risk. Our CAPE is up to 4000, dew point is fifty nine, and the radar shows a single isolated cell heading for us. How close are you?"

"That's a lot of information before I even get a chance to say Hi... I just pulled into the parking lot of the school, I 'll see you down in the office." Emily said.

"Ok," Hannah said. "I'll be down in a few." She walked over and picked up her bag and logged out of the computer. As she passed the desk, She looked at Mrs. Adamson. "I'll see you Monday. Have a good weekend."

"You too, Hannah." Mrs. Adamson said. Outside it had started sprinkling, the window having rain drops slowly running down the pane of glass. By the time that Hannah had made it down to the office, her mother was standing there. She smiled as her daughter walked into the office.

"Ready?" Emily asked.

"As I'll ever be..." Hannah said. The pair walked out and moved quickly to the car as the rain had gotten slightly heavier since Hannah had looked out the window. After they had gotten in the car, Hannah sighed. It had been a long day, but it was about to get longer.

"So," Emily said as she started the car. "Your dad called me about an hour ago." She handed her phone to Hannah.

"And?" Hannah started the radar app and looked at the screen.

"Well, he has already seen two EF-4's and a multi-vortex EF-5. He has gotten close with probes, but no hits yet." Emily said, flipping the wipers on. "But it's early yet, so your suggestion to go to Lubbock seems like it's going to pay off today."

"How did I get so good at this?" Hannah asked, showing the phone to her mother. "I think we're gonna get a storm..."

"I could have told you that...." Emily chuckled. "Let me see that radar shot again."

Hannah showed it to her, and then looked at it her self. She switched the view to the velocities and raised an eyebrow. "There's a couplet on this storm..."

"Where in relation to us?" Emily asked.

"South, south-east. Storm is moving north-east. It's not going to hit us, if it does anything..." Hannah said. Outside the car, the tornado sirens started wailing.

"I guess the WFO just saw your couplet," Emily said. Inside the console, the weather radio started it's alert tone. "Good Catch honey."

"The National Weather Service Forecast Office in Norman..." The radio started before Emily shut it off.

"Has issued a tornado warning for Cleveland county in central Oklahoma..." Emily finished the statement for the radio as she pulled into the parking lot of the doctors office. "Let's go." She said shutting the car off. It was raining moderately heavy now, so they only got a little wet on the way to the building.

"Doctor Peterson!" The receptionist exclaimed. "There is a tornado warning!"

"Oh, I know..." Emily said, nonchalantly. "The source of the warning is over near Morton, headed for Washington. We're fine."

"Well, that's good to know. Everyone else called and cancelled because of the storm." The receptionist said. "I'll call the Doctor and let her know you're here."

"Thank you." Emily said, glancing at the TV. The screen showed one of the local meteorologists was pointing at the screen showing the location of the area of concern. A few seconds later a door opened and Doctor Jones stepped out.

"Emily, Hannah" Doctor Jones said. "You guys can come on back." Hannah and Emily walked toward the door and back to an exam room. "So, Hannah, how have you been doing?"

"In general, good..." Hannah said. "I've been having this little problem of late though..."

Twenty minutes later, the basics had all be covered, and Doctor Jones had been brought up to speed on what had been drank, how often there had been diaper changes, what kind of diapers had been tried. Doctor Jones sighed and leaned back in her chair. "I'm honestly, at a loss. Hannah, I'm going to have to refer you to a urologist. In the mean time, I want you to keep track of what you are drinking. It will help the urologist try to determine what is going on."