Yesterday my son's grandmas had a Dr.'s appt. and I was leaving for a date with my beloved boyfriend.  We left at the same time shortly before 5pm.  She was getting a ride on a small bus that picks people up near their homes.

I get home a little after midnight and my son comes to in panic asking me where's grandma.  I looked in her room and she wasn't there. I knew she had an appt. and said something about going to Safeway.  We drove to Safeway but she wasn't there and the store was closed.    The police station is in the same lot so we went over there.  It was closed.  I got out my phone and called the hospital.  My son snpoke to them and was told she was sleep but fine.  They would tell him what happened.  They said a nurse would call later.

In the middle of the night, my son tells me she's home.  We ran into her room to find out what happened.  She sai he Dr. admitted he due to a UTI.  I hugged he a couple times and said we were glad we she was home.

Now I'm completely tramatized and stressed out.  I'm not trying to make this about me.  I'm just explaining how I can't handle stress anymore.  My psychiatric nurse practioner told me this when I was first diagnosed.  The said part is that stress is eveywhere.  It's hard to avoid.  I spent the day in bed I'm so worn out.  I'm not sure what to do now.  I'm so afraid.