My friend Dan picked me up from the hospital, only he was running late. So I'd walked about a mile down the road toward South Philly. I was so anxious that I was hyperventilating and crying most of the way. I think he got a little scared at how upset I was in the car. I appreciated the ride home, though.
I called my doctor and demanded something for my anxiety. His nurse assured me that he'd prescribe something. When he spoke to me, he said that he thought I was overreacting, but would give me the lowest dose of xanax without a refill.
Oh good. Now I don't have to hyperventilate in public anymore.
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