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July 27, 2007
Friday Shuffle - The Same, But Different Edition
I had this pipe dream when we moved. I'd thought that maybe, the massive increase in my panic attacks over the past seven years was in direct correlation to life in the crapshack in the Redneck Jungle, and that once removed, they'd magically disappear.
They haven't.
That said, they're better. When I'm anxious or, on the rare occasion, panicked, my first instinct isn't to run away from home, but rather to stay there. I've always been thankful that my particular version of agoraphobia got me out of the house instead of imprisoning me in it.
I had my first big attack since the move today. Not that it surprised me. It's the time of the month that leads to the attacks. My schedule was thrown off, thanks to everyone sleeping far too late this morning, which always puts me on edge. I woke up with a start at 10:27, terrified because Clara Jane hadn't woken me up She was fine. Just snoozing in after not taking a much-needed nap yesterday. Then Chloe, the Basset hound, had some issues walking up the steps, which sent me over the edge into sweaty, heart-racing fear.
She's fine. She just needs her butt popped again. Anal gland problems. They were full when my pal Jen the Groomer drained them on Tuesday. When they get overfull like that, the fill up again within a few days. It takes a few butt-poppings to get her back on track. Regardless, it's enough to throw me into a spin, especially when the time of the month is wrong, my schedule's off, and I've been over-busy.
We had some errands to run today, anyway, and I was thankful. I know I would have been okay at home, but I was relieved to have an excuse to not be there. We ran our errands and now we're at Cooperella for lunch. I thought we had arrived late enough to miss the bulk of the noisy crowd, but I was wrong. Apparently, today there's a meeting of St. Louis Shriekers Anonymous. I'm just glad that my kid is snuggled up beside me, quietly eating her turkey and swiss sandwich. Oh, and look who just walked in. The dad who, last time I blogged at Cooperella, blew a gasket because his son cast a sidelong, interested glance at a pink tutu. NO! Not for boys! NO! He's been here five minutes and he's already managed to lose the boy, who's probably in the boutique, trying on party dresses. I hope.
It's a good thing one of those errands I ran earlier today was to get my panic and anxiety drugs. Give me enough today to make me able to do little more than shuffle around, staring at my feet in oblivious bliss until the next few days pass.
1. The End of Medicine - The New Pornographers
2. Van Lear Rose - Loretta Lynn
3. Wang Dang Doodle - Koko Taylor
4. Wipe the Clock - Uncle Tupelo (who I've been listening to all day)
5. Something to Brag About - George Jones and Tammy Wynette
6. Take the Skinheads Bowling - Camper Van Beethoven
7. Mama Said - The Shirelles
8. Happy When it Rains - Jesus and Mary Chain
9. Novocaine for the Soul - The Eels
10. All He Wants to Do is Fish - The Replacements
Posted by Robin at July 27, 2007 01:07 PM
Comments
Okay, I was about to "Snap into a Slim Jim" (Seriously, I love that slogan!) until I read the part about poor Chloe and looked down at the top (tip?) of my meat stick and noticed it looked a lot like a puckered butthole. I think my diet soda is all I need right now. Thanks for the appetite suppressant. Now I owe you one!
Posted by: Amy in StL at July 27, 2007 02:46 PM
Wow we have a lot in common- anxiety issues, need for schedules and the love of 'Take the Skinheads Bowling'.
Posted by: Robin2 at July 27, 2007 03:22 PM
I hope you're doing better now, and that the rest of your day keeps getting better.
P.S. I am getting so excited about my upcoming trip to Pretty Town!
Posted by: Blossom's Dad's Ho at July 27, 2007 04:00 PM
It was panic attack day, I think. Now, I'm not prone to any brain problems that a beer won't fix, but I seriously took 140 pictures of my massive potholder stack. None of them would load to Etsy. None. It was a rough couple minutes.
Luckily, I married a computer nerd.
Yay for CVB!
Posted by: allison at July 27, 2007 05:02 PM
Dear god, the 140 photos are un-fixable. I used the wrong camera setting, and now must re-photo all of them.
Pass that pill bottle this way!
Posted by: allison at July 27, 2007 05:49 PM
i so appreciate that you blog these things. i hope your meds do the trick.
Posted by: robiewankenobie at July 27, 2007 09:25 PM
Poor B and Clara Jane got an extra surprise while visiting me. I'm sure they told you about the paint-peeling-dog-colon-explosion they were subjected to. I tried to hurry things along because I'm sure he's too polite to run out screaming. That wasn't the only dog to give me a present either. Today was Craptastic Friday.
Posted by: Jen at July 27, 2007 11:53 PM
Must be in the air, I had mine on Thursday, I think, threw my neck completely out of alignment and went into the chiropractor almost in tears. I just stressed myself out, had a panic attack, and wham.
Mom has agoraphobia, but she doesn't leave the house.
Posted by: Cassie at July 28, 2007 12:50 PM
