We got back from family vacation two nights ago. The vacation was ok--if a bit disappointing with family stuff.
We went to see the Hoover Dam one day, and get this, I had a panic attack! They basically have airport-style security at the dam's visitor center, where they feed you through this process. So that had me feeling kind of claustrophobic. Then part of the process is that they have you get your picture in front of a green screen (and they don't exactly present it as optional). The problem is that the green on a green screen always makes me sick during pregnancy (I know it's weird, but I just have to live with it). So I was forced to look at this huge expanse of that shade of green for several minutes, while feeling claustrophobic and micro-managed. To top it all off, I worried about whether this pregnancy is going to go all the way. I've had enough disappointments, that it's hard for me to be optimistic.
I thought I was going to puke.
Then I went to the bathroom, and I completely lost it. Turned out I wasn't going to puke, I was panicking. So after a bit, I pulled myself together, but it was too late. Security had been alerted, and they cornered me. Something in me snapped. I think I screamed for about ten minutes straight. I COMPLETELY lost touch with reality.
Dh was sooo sweet, and worked really hard to help me calm down. He talked the manager and security people out of calling the paramedics. They did have some police hang out in a room with us until I calmed down, but they were really nice about it and gave me plenty of space.
Once I calmed down, and the police felt comfortable, we were able to finish walking around at the site.
I am soooooooooooo embarrassed. I feel really bad, because I cursed out the manager of the visitor's center. And dh tells me that he was really nice and accommodating. And I also feel bad because all this was in front of my fil and bil, who got strapped with taking care of the boys while dh was dealing with me--and my in-laws don't even like kids.
Once the whole episode was over with, we still managed to have a good time, but I just can't stop thinking about it. I am so crazy right now, it seems. I could just cry.