Thanks, everyone. I made it through sober. A little edgy and stressed, but sober. A friend stopped by with her baby, so I got a little baby loving time, and then my husband came home around 6 and took over as Boss in Charge.
After my dad died, someone told my mom that she could go over the grief, or under the grief or around the grief, but eventually she'd have to go through it. That's how I felt today -- like I was finally diving in, straight through the stress. And I'm here on the other side, feeling fine. No buzz, no numbness. Probably might take me longer to get to sleep tonight. But at least my mind is working on what I can do to be better in this situation next time it happens (because there will be a next time, I'm sure ...) and wondering if I need to up the Prozac!
