"It is 2:30am, yet again I have awoken bolt upright dreaming of the worst for my children.  This cycle of interrupted sleep takes its toll.  I go over it in my head, perhaps I am trying to fit too much in, or maybe it’s that accident I saw on the road last week…or maybe there really is something terribly wrong??  It’s quiet in the house, I don’t want to bother anyone, so I lie here thinking, thinking, thinking…until by early morning and having consulted Dr Google... I am convinced that my symptoms tell me there is something very wrong with me.