Yesterday morning was not fun. It was time for my injection and I was having a terrible anxiety attack. Mom called first.
"I am coming to get you," she said.
"Mom, I can't," I told her. "I am having a terrible attack."
Mom called dad and dad sent Tim to pick me up in the company van. Tim brought pills for me to take to stop the attacks. I greedily took them as he stood in my den and Maggie gave him the twice over.
Well, we got there and my nurse wasn't there. She had her finals yesterday. I already felt bad and was just about beside myself when they told me to come back at 4:00. Tim was so kind and we drove around for awhile waiting for 4:00 PM to arrive. An hour after my injection I was feeling normal again.