Hello Anxiety, and how are you today?

Well, Page is at school today. His inhaler is with the school nurse. Everything is as it should be and going smoothly.

And I just want to hide under the covers and hyperventilate.

Obviously, I am not doing that (I don't have a laptop, let alone a tablet), but the anxiety level, it is high. *breathes deeply*

I'm not sure why this is freaking me out quite so much. Yes, asthma is not to be taken lightly, but, well, I've dealt with it before and have mine under control, my dad has pretty much beaten his Very Serious asthma down to nothing, and everyone and their brother knows someone who has it, so pretty much everyone knows what to do in the unlikely event that an emergency takes place.

I guess I just feel like everything is slipping out of my control. The house is dirty enough to stink (which is bad for the asthma), I haven't been cooking (which is bad for my energy and health, which in turn affects, well, everything), and Geoff has been so very tired lately...


I am trying to see the good things and concentrate on them (the birthday greetings I received, including two wonderful cards from my boys; banana nut muffins that turned out okay despite forgetting the soda and salt; medicines that will make Page much better; heating pads and naps), but it doesn't relieve the tight feeling in my chest (that has nothing to do with asthma).

It feels like I have become incapable of making good decisions.

However, I do know that life feels better when doing, so I either need to open up my document and write (which hasn't happened since Saturday) or get cleaning. And if crying happens along the way, so much the better.