August 14, 2010
Riding To My Sister's
Yesterday my sister called about having me over at her house. I wanted to go but sometimes I can't drive. It's not because I'm lazy or expect a chauffeur. I suffer from panic disorder which is a result from the car accident I was in. There are times when I feel completely normal and capable of being on the road. If I have the slightest hesitation, I don't drive. I tried to just suffer through it a few times but my fear would take over and I would do something stupid and scare myself. I hate to put so much of a burden on those around me but I don't want anyone to get hurt, so I think it's safer just to stay out of the drivers seat at times. Maybe I should get Personal Number Plates that say "watch it" or "danger". That way other drivers would at least have a warning that there's a crazy lady on the road. Anyway, my sister ended up coming to pick me up and brought me home. Luckily, it's only a five minute drive to her house. I got to spend time with her and my wonderful little nephew. When she dropped me back off at home, I got the the classic country twang "bye" from my favorite little man.