But now I can't. I tried to tell my husband early this morning before he left for work that I knew it was going to be a bad day. That's our code for knowing/feeling I'm going to have anxiety badly. I asked him to stay home today because his son needs enrolled in Kindergarten and I wanted to go to the doc or ER if I couldn't get in there. I can't handle this anymore. I feel like I have no control of my life, and I have to wait until Sat to see a therapist.