First off, some things you need to know: I am on meds that can fuck with my heart rate. I have sever panic attacks in some situations, and as I learned today, I have OCD issues with uncertain events - specifically death.

I have a appointment at 1PM to get a protection package put on my car.

12:30: Fuck, I woke up late. I'm going to be at least 45 minutes late for my car service

1:30: Car company calls me bitching about being late...

1:45: Get car in for service. I still haven't eaten anything all day.

3:45: Just start watching Bounce. I get called away right after Affleck is
saved by dumb luck.

4:00: Company finishes putting protection package on my car. Did not give it enough time to 'dry' before giving it back to me.

4:15: I grab a nice 16oz Rockstar energy drink at gas station.

4:30: Car fumes are making me delirious and super dizzy. Yay for a new type of high. (I still don't know why I'm going crazy)

4:40: I almost pass out and pull over. I call Dad in a panic state. I am still on the highway.

4:45: Ambulance is called.

4:50: I proclaim I'm going to die and tell Dad not to take me off life support early.

4:55: Truck pulling trailer blows tire and flys off the road not 100 yards ahead of me.

5??: Ambulance arrives, they are not sure what's wrong

5:20: At hospital, they take me in on stretcher.

5:25: I am getting even higher every minute. I am still dieing.

5:30: Nurse doesn't give me a room, tells me to go calm down in waiting room...

6:00: They register me and take blood.

6-10: Random tests. All come back fine.

10:30: Doctor gives me perscription for Xanax