...that I'd rather deal with rages than anxiety/panic. Rages are like a tornado...hard and fast. Yeah, I know...45 minutes to several hours doesn't seem so fast in the midst of one. BUT anxiety is constant. We live and breathe it. The short of it is (cause the long of it would take up more space than the server has), difficult child has a pinched nerve in her neck. She's an invalid. She may never walk again. Drama, drama, drama. I'm a good mom. I've stayed calm and supportive. I was only screaming on the inside. I hope she never decides to bear children. I'll leave the country and go into disguise for the birth.