So I showed up really late! It's not my fault between GP taking forever. So of course not only was I anxious as hell, just normally right now, but then there were tons of people and most seemed to have hygiene issues on top of that I was late, so I was all types of flipping out. Then my husband blind sided me by telling T that I need to take my AP PRN so I can slow down and sleep but getting me to take it is hell. I had to bite my tongue because I seriously wanted to start an argument but calming me down would not happen and we were already past time. He knows the AP knocks me the **** out! what the ****! I couldn't focus enough to explain what's going on and he's not going to explain his end of all this crap. So now she thinks I'm hypomanic and wants me to take my AP but doesn't understand everything going on and now I have to wait two weeks because my GP couldn't be on time. Therapy was so much more important then checking my husband's blood pressure and giving me a script for an x-ray, and tell me that my appointment wasn't made yet. GRRR