Update.

I didn't make it to the doctor's. I didn't feel safe to drive with such a high level of anxiety going on, and the catch-22 is, if I take something for anxiety, I can't drive on the meds. Well, I had left the house around 2:00 or so, traveling via bus, but since my husband himself is a bus driver, I thought I'd stop at the downtown transit center to let him know where I was going. I had forgotten how long it takes to get anywhere by bus. By the time I caught up with him, it was too late to get to the clinic. I don't feel in need of ER services. Just getting out of the house is serving as a coping skill.

As I sat waiting for my husband, it so happened that my brother-in-law and my daughter came by. They explained to me that my sister's behavior is part of her sleep disorder. I was picturing some major breakdown, like our uncle who was a paranoid schizophrenic, and I was freaking out thinking, "What's happening with my sister????" I knew she had a sleep disorder, but I didn't know those symptoms were included. She should be on medication but with their recent life changes, she hasn't been keeping up with her health. He just needs a safe place for her to be for a few days while he takes care of their housing and works temporary jobs, so he won't have to worry about her safety while he's working. MAYBE I can stand it for a few days, and if I can't, I'll do what I did today and just get out of the house.

Oh, and if anybody wonders, my sister is not alone. Her son is with her.