Flyover Scare--Unmitigated Fear

Wednesday, exbf took me to Birmingham for follow-up after hysterectomy and forced me to ride over  flyover! ACK! Those things scare me. I go down I-65 to Birmingham and get off on University to get to my doctor.  He refuses to do so, turning on 59/20 and then turns on Red Mountain to get to University and my doctor. He knows I hate the flyovers and get sick. He goes there anyway--pooh pooh-ing my fear. I lived.

When I was attending some event in Birmingham, friends gave me directions that put me on a flyover, the lower one, I think. It felt as though I no longer had control over the car, that it was just on its on. I was extremely lightheaded, feeling like I would faint. This was 20 years ago, but I still vividly remember the sensation. Although my car is being steered by me, I just feel as though I am going to fall off the flyover--the car with me in it.

So, he upset me greatly on the way down. On the way back, he rode the outer line all the way up the interstate. However, he did take University back to the interstate. I could just kill him some days. But, he got me there and back safely. I did not have money for my co-pay and neither did he, so he put it on his credit card. Whew.

I don't know how I could forget the co-pay. The C word turns my brain to jelly. That's why I need someone to drive me.

Any time he takes me to doctor or even when another friend did so, I pack a snack to dull the boredom of sitting around.  Yesterday, he got a 1/2 cup container of applesauce, string cheese, and a bottle of water. Usually, I include a pack of peanut butter crackers.  I do this because he is diabetic. A jar of peanut butter accompanied us but was never eaten. He threw his spoon in the back seat and I couldn't reach it. I was starving.

When I went on Thursday to my now monthly trip to the urologist, I had a bladder infection. I thought I was becoming ill with this for a few days.

I added wheat back into my diet, as I mentioned. That was a two-day trial. Today, I was on the search for things I could sub for wheat. I found two. I am too tired to go get the boxes and bags, so that will be for another day. Now, I am no longer eating wheat. Next week, in time for my birthday, I intend to gorge myself on dairy products.

Your turn
Do some bridges and flyovers freak you out? Will you drive a different route to avoid the scary ones? I recognize this is irrational, but I cannot help it. Do you have a fear you just cannot seem to control?