I was feeling off yesterday...kind of like I was getting a cold but I didn't have any sore throat or anything. I got to work and cashiered for a while and realized I was aching like I was getting a fever but I didn't have one. At dinner time I took two Tylenol and got through the night but I was restless like something wasn't right and work was really pretty easy last night.

I had a hard time getting settled and getting to sleep but that isn't unusual since I worked until 9 but at midnight I woke bolt upright in bed because I thought I heard the dog having a seizure (she wasn't) after that I could NOT get settled. I was in the throes of trying to get an anxiety attack all night long. Bad dreams, racing heart, dry mouth the whole 9 yards. Today I feel like I have taken a beating. I need to crawl back into bed but I need to be at work at 11 and I want to stitch since that usually gets me back on an even keel but I can't even get into that this morning since I just feel like I want to pace (or hit something)... Man, I haven't had one like this in probably 2 years; not even when Tom's dad was dying. It's nuts.

I guess I will go fix some breakfast and see if I can get myself under control. *sigh*