I was attacked!

So many things racing through my head, now it's time to pick up the boys, no bad report about Isaiah he had a substitute thank God. Head over to get Rashaud, on hold with the doctors office to see if they filled out forms. Rashaud has on no jacket, it's freezing out did he lose another jacket? (thought to self) He pulls jacket from bookbag don't know why it's in there but any who. About to cross the street Rich beeps in on the other line yup still on hold. I answer his call here comes the questions. What time is Rashauds eye exam appointment? Isaiah is swinging my arm back and forth, jumping back and forth in my mind he's going to let go my hand and run in the street. I'm trying to answer Richard's questions while yelling at Isaiah to please stop and that's when I felt the attack. Heart racing, shortness of  breath, hands sweaty, I feel myself beginning to panic, but I'm outside and there are so many people, can't make it to take Rashaud to get his eye's examined I just need to get home. Rich asking me what's wrong another question, I just can't answer at that moment I try to be as polite as possible and say nothing I will be home in a bit. I already know that's not going to go over so well at the home front and I'm going to be bombarded with more questions. I get home and sit down and all I can do is cry. I go through a lot of different things from day to day. Why this day? Why in this moment? I felt so weak, and powerless in this moment I'm a mom I'm suppose to be strong I was so confused.