Thank the Gods its Friday
My life has been a whirlwind the last few weeks. It seems bad karma is happening to too may people I love. The day before the 4th my Dad was let go from his job of 26 years. My Uncle works with my Dad and he was let go too. No warning, just called my Dad to the General Managers office and told him it was his last day. It took him a week to call and tell me about it. I could not imagine working at the same place for 26 years and then one day out of the blue they say "Hey, we're down sizing, have a nice life.". Anyway, Dad called and told me about it on Saturday morning. I was pretty upset. I think it was all the emotions I'm still having about losing my Grandpa. Dad is looking into getting his CDL. That makes me nervous. My Dad driving a Semi?!
So Saturday night we had my 11 year class reunion (we did a combined reunion with the class of 1998) and my friend Zach's 30th birthday party to go to. OMG I was fucking wasted. I can't remember ever getting that drunk before. We took the little one to my Mom-In-Laws and then went to Zach's party. Left there at 11pm and headed to the reunion which started at 8pm (oops). It was exactly how I thought it was going to be. All the same faces I run into, no one I have not seen since high school so it wasn't really a reunion for me. Sunday was kind of rough. Scott had a panic/anxiety attack. He has never had one before and it kind of freaked him out. Then Monday night he had another but this time his chest was getting tight so we went to the ER. We got there at 10:30pm and did not leave until almost 3am. He had blood drawn and an EKG, they tested his sugar, took his blood pressure, and everything came back normal. The Doctor gave him a Xanax and told him to see his family Doctor asap. So Tuesday I called into work and Scott went to the doctor. His Doc put him on Lexapro and told him to take a Xanax as needed. Every day this week except for today (knock on wood) he has had an episode where he thinks he is going to have an attack. Night before last he woke me up at 2am because he couldn't breath. He has also not smoked a cigarette since Tuesday because each time he did it made him feel like he was going to have another panic attack. So right now we are in the process of making some big lifestyle changes. No more drinking and NO MORE CIGARETTES. I can handle the no drinking because I drink about once a year, but giving up cigarettes forever is going to be tough. I did it when I was pregnant but in the back of my mind I was counting down the days until I could have one. This time there will be no count down. Only a cut off date to quit.
So Saturday night we had my 11 year class reunion (we did a combined reunion with the class of 1998) and my friend Zach's 30th birthday party to go to. OMG I was fucking wasted. I can't remember ever getting that drunk before. We took the little one to my Mom-In-Laws and then went to Zach's party. Left there at 11pm and headed to the reunion which started at 8pm (oops). It was exactly how I thought it was going to be. All the same faces I run into, no one I have not seen since high school so it wasn't really a reunion for me. Sunday was kind of rough. Scott had a panic/anxiety attack. He has never had one before and it kind of freaked him out. Then Monday night he had another but this time his chest was getting tight so we went to the ER. We got there at 10:30pm and did not leave until almost 3am. He had blood drawn and an EKG, they tested his sugar, took his blood pressure, and everything came back normal. The Doctor gave him a Xanax and told him to see his family Doctor asap. So Tuesday I called into work and Scott went to the doctor. His Doc put him on Lexapro and told him to take a Xanax as needed. Every day this week except for today (knock on wood) he has had an episode where he thinks he is going to have an attack. Night before last he woke me up at 2am because he couldn't breath. He has also not smoked a cigarette since Tuesday because each time he did it made him feel like he was going to have another panic attack. So right now we are in the process of making some big lifestyle changes. No more drinking and NO MORE CIGARETTES. I can handle the no drinking because I drink about once a year, but giving up cigarettes forever is going to be tough. I did it when I was pregnant but in the back of my mind I was counting down the days until I could have one. This time there will be no count down. Only a cut off date to quit.