Thank you, bpd_mess! I read this while I waited, then I called. Had to call my psychologist twice, back to back, to get him to pick up. But he did pick up, even though he is in session even now with one of the kids........

Still, OK, now, I'm furious. They've been there an hour and a half, and my husband didn't call me, even though my doctor told him to do so.

I'm mad at them both: my doctor for worrying me with his emails and phone call (without them, I would have assumed the trip was fine--we've lived here all our lives, driven in all the regions' weather for years and years, etc.); and at my husband for not calling me, even though he was told to do so.

F...ing men!!! I am so angry. It's worse than the anxiety! Really. This just keeps building.

So....I have to distract............I'm going to watch TV.....episode after episode of Lost on DVD. Drink hot cocoa. Cuddle with my dogs....I'll light a few candles, too.

I'll be ok....I am just mad...sad is coming...so, I'm moving off to take care of me fast...nice candles, warm room, snoozing dogs....