Well, I was so excited, so nervous, so careful, so nauseus all because I was going to DRIVE through TRAFFIC in HOUSTON to my hospital! Aargh! I had been driving in the suburbs for 6 months. Had some near misses, but nothing like this.
I really thought things through. I was going to park on the east side of the apartment instead of the north side because the ignition doesn't work right. The night before, every 2 hours I was awake, looking at the clock thinking it was time. I looked at Mapquest, Yahoo, and Google to study the directions and photos of the hospital (even through I've been there many times with family). It said leave 45 minutes to get there, so i gave it 2 hours! All these for one thing-I had to drive myself. Completely, myself.
I DID IT! I went slow and I thought that guadian angels were behind me, going slow. I was estatic.
I made it.