In my other post about 10-15 minutes ago, I said I was having a bad time, so I asked my husband and I should have known...he works in the emergency room of our local hospital...and I asked him if he could check me or if he noticed anything unusual, thinking maybe I was having a stroke or something. And he screamed at me! He goes, "Well gee! Maybe it has something to do with me having to go to work in a couple hours!" Except his language was just nasty. I just sat on my bed and stared into space. I can't believe I'm feeling this way and I get screamed at. AGAIN! It's every time. I hate it. My mother says it's in my head, I've long since alienated all my friends so there's noone to call. He told me to call the doctor. I hate "crying wolf". At least my feelings are channeled into anger now instead of panic. Not that I feel much better. Sheeesh!
