It was bound to happen to me sooner or later. These last 8 days have been hell. Not knowing if my child is safe is torture and reading her tweets (I KNOW!. I need to stop) panic me even more. I have kept busy this week but haven't been sleeping but 3 hours a night and my eating has been terrible. I either don't eat or eat too much. My younger one has had hockey every day this week but not sleeping doesn't do me any good. We have extended family in town and they came to his game tonight. All was good until we were waiting for him to come out of the locker room. Out of nowhere I had my first full blown panic attack in a very long time. It was my wake up call to start taking better care of myself. I seriously thought I was going to pass out and die. The whole week has been one step forward and a million steps back. I just want to know she is safe. How do you sleep not knowing that?. It's time for a doctors visit. I cannot do this alone.