Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Today I had the worse attack I have had yet. I had gotten out of tub and was sitting cooling off before I got dresses and Les had just walked out the door to run an errand for me (which he was not happy about) and OF COURSE he grabbed the wrong set of keys and knocks on door, I then am trying to throw my clothes on when he comes to front door and then opens window to yell in. I throw my t-shirt on and by time I make it to door I have to sit on floor with my air all the way up gasping like a person having an asthma attack. I told him never to do that to me again and he tells me to shut up he didn't do it on purpose he was rushing to do what I asked him. That really made me mad. He would not leave until I was breathing normal so I didn't get what I needed. I told him when he it rushing that was the most important time to make sure you grab the right keys! I lost the battle a long time ago for ONE set of keys, he has to have 3. What is worse is I have an extra set of keys to the house and they were in the car!