But I found it. It seems that when my mind goes walkabout I am just unable to cope with much. I have stayed home so much that when my schedule changes I am worse than a toddler with a nap. I just won't go. I found it just about 4 days later. I am so grateful that I found it because what was left of my mind was imagining all sorts of the worst ailments possible. Actually I was adjusting to new glasses.