My T called back! She's there and didn't get the email. I'm still panicky, though. My stomach hurts. Therapy is too hard for me; I'm like jazzy in that regard. I don't know why I'm afraid to tell her my feelings. I think it's because there is no answer. She probably had a great time and I didn't. Sorry; I have to do something else now for an hour, maybe take a shower, eat some lunch. Breathe.