On Monday August 12, I had an anxiety attack with symptoms of nausea in the car on the way to houston for a doctor's appointment for the uh... "tongue thing" and the new thing "lip farting" ugh. I don't think it bothers me but it's annoying me as hell! Well started to roll down the window to barf and my sister though I had farted. I hate when when people do that. They didn't even ask. They just assume that I had farted. The worst is that my aunt had only a real coke, bad move because there was cafeine in the coke. And if that was an anxiety attack that I had, not good. Then on Thursday August 15, mom got covid-19. We were all sitting in the car with my sister who was sick who was just getting over something probably a cold and I was like putting my two index fingers indicating a cross. (what does that even mean) I'm kinda wondering if me, mom, my aunt were in the car with me and my sister in the back. I would have had that first, but...