The blue pill and it's not viagra

Ok,  sooooo, it's been kind of a hard few weeks.  Yep, not gonna lie or pretend to be perfect.  That might shock some, I know, but I guess the truth must come out sooner or later (she says tongue in cheek). 
I know some people don't agree with the use of mood/anxiety stabilizing drugs, I get that.....  sort of.  Don't necessarily agree but that's another blog.......Anyhoo, back in January after I had what I thought was a heart attack but wasn't, I went on Prozac for anxiety.  I know, what could I possibly be anxious about right?  So, I went on it and life was grand, UNTIL allergy sneezon hit!  Then I started downing Benadryl like it was water and I figured maybe I should lay off the Prozac for awhile, Ya know the whole drug interaction thing.......... long story long......  I went off the Prozac cold turkey.  Can I just tell you that it was a really BAD idea?  Two weeks later, I'm  a freaking out, blubbering fool without a clue.  Yeah, so guess what?  I made an appointment with the Allergist; thank God for PPO insurance plans that don't require a referral.......   AND I started medicating again.  And they all said AMEN!  Seriously. 
Onto another story......  Ally hurt her shoulder a few weeks ago.....  she had an MRI on it last friday and I called yesterday to get the results.  Nope, can't give them to me over the phone, we have to go in to see the doctor.  UGH!  Ok, i guess I should be glad that he wants to see her again.  He obviously cares about his patients.... but I'm sort of nervous about what it might mean.  Did they see something on the MRI? Will it mean surgery?  Maybe just physical therapy?  (said as I grab the bottle of Prozac and down a few)    Then on top of it all the Gastrointestinal doc calls about Slayt and wants to put him on a third Medication for spazms and do an upper and lower barrium swallow study.  EEK!!!!!  Do you think they have Prozac in liquid form that I can just inject into a central line? 
Onto another and final story......  my brakes went out on my car.  Yep.  Jake was driving and THANKFULLY he was able to stop but he got home, Ron looked at it and saw that the break line had broke.  NICE!!!!!!  Now, some of you might not recall that my breaks completely went out a year ago coming down the hill ( a very steep, scary hill) in Ron's old truck.  Somehow (yes Virginia there IS a God) I made the turn at the bottom of the hill and slowly came to a stop, but let me tell you, it was a LONG time before I could drive over 30 miles an hour and you might as well forget about me coming down hills.  It has seriously taken me a year to get over having major panic attacks when I drive down a hill.  SO, now that the break line went on my newish car, I'm kind of thinking that I might just give up driving all together.  This might be my time to go completely green and bike everywhere.  I wonder how long it would take to get to Florida or Arkansas on a bike carrying 6 kids?  Hmmmmmm.
Well, maybe after all that you can understand why I need a little stress reducer in pill form.  If not, then you are a better person than I.........  or is it me, myself and I?  How many of us are there anyway????  Oh, that's another blog.