Last night was the spring formal dance for kid2. She was gorgeous as usual.
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These are the shoes she wore – sparkly gold – and the rest of the outfit was even more fabulous.
Let me backtrack just a little….Kid2 also had an ortho appointment that morning that hubby took her to.
The day before when Kid3 puked yet again at school – hubby went to pick him up and I made an appt and he took him to the doctor. Hubby didn’t get to bed that day until about 2pm after working all night.
He’s been doing all the running around since I’ve been freaking out about driving. And he has been wonderful about it. I have had great guilt, especially when he needs to be sleeping!
So last night was the formal. How this usually goes is we get ready, take pictures at home with the family, go to town, meet up with friends at the park that has great backdrops for more pics and take pics with friends, dates, etc. Then we take them all up to the school where they see a few more friends, we take a few more pics, and then they finally go into the dance. And we pick them up when its over. Hubby has never participated in any of that. And I was worried that he was reaching the end of his rope – feeling stressed about having to do all of this stuff he doesn’t normally have to do.
(NOT ONCE did I point out that I usually do all the stuff that he is feeling overwhelmed doing…. ha… but I want to point that out here! Don’t you know it ladies!)
So in anticipation for last night let’s just say I was fully loaded with ativan. Ha, that sounds bad. But really, I wanted it in my system full strength because I was really afraid that I would have to do all that on my own last night and I still haven’t driven much at all since the driving panic attacks have been in high gear. I spread the ativan throughout the day like you are supposed to. I took 2 and 1/2 yesterday.
Turns out hubby was awesome – as he has been lately. He was a little irritated when he heard about all the picture taking plans but he went along with it anyway.
He held her coat and gabbed with the other dads and when it was all over, I think he was glad he went. I said “see what you’ve been missing!” He just laughed. Kid2 was going t a friends house after the dance so no need to go pick her up.
Another thing on the list of things I’d asked hubby to do for me before Sunday was go get my RX refill. Well with all that ativan in me, and my successful little drive around the block the other day, I decided I was going to try it myself. I figured I’d go myself, pull over when I needed to, wait it out and carry on. I need to face this.
Hubby offered to come along. I said no. He suggested I take Kid1 with me. I said no. I don’t want people watching me freak out! So off I went. I made sure I had Roar playing. Ha. Never really got into that song before but it felt so empowering the other night, I put it on my ipod.
I was ok. There were some what if moments. But there were no black spots. I am hosting Easter dinner for my family here on Sunday and need some groceries but I had decided that once I got there, if all I could do was go through the drive through pharmacy window, that was just fine. Well I did that and my RX wasnt ready of course so I had 20 minutes to kill. SO I went and did my grocery shopping. Then I went into the Dollar store next door. I was walking around thinking wow – I feel like a normal person! Yay.
So I got my med and drove home. No trouble. Yes, there were the thoughts in the back of my head but they didn’t take over. Hubby loves mcdonalds double cheeseburgers. I knew he was planning to be working in the garage on his 4-wheeler so I did a drive through and got some burgers for him and the kids and some fries for me. (YUM – it’s been SO long since I ate any french fries!)
I went straight to the garage when I got home and he looked up with a big smile and said “There you are! I had my phone with me in case you needed me.” I said I come bearing gifts and gave him the burger. He laughed and sat down and ate it. I told him how I felt like a normal person tonight but I hated that it took all that med to make me feel that way. You know what he said? Well if that’s what it takes to straighten out those chemicals in your brain, then that’s what it takes.
THAT IS HUGE. Because that means he looked it up and was reading about panic attacks. He had told me he was going to do that cuz he just couldn’t understand what was wrong with me. He has always been one of those guys that reject medicine and thinks that if you were just stronger, you could deal with it. Like you feel nervous about something? Buck up and do it anyway. So he finally sees that there is more to it than that. I’m sure that watching me freak out – actually seeing me freak out in the car and not being able to get off the bathroom floor – helped him realize it was really real. Ha!
So then I left him in the garage and went home to my other kiddos who were lost in minecraft world. They only looked up when they smelled cheeseburgers. lol
Then I thought of him saying about having his phone with him just in case. So I texted him
And he is. He really is here for me.