As I was driving along my afternoon route yesterday I noticed a sense of peace that had come over me. 
I smiled at the possibility of having an entire day with out an "episode". 
After the events of last week, it was a novel thought.
A day with out stress. 
A day with out turmoil.
Just then I happened to look down to see what time it was on my phone.
MY PHONE!
Where was my phone?
I checked my bag.
Not there.
I checked my coat pockets.
Not there.
I looked around to see if it had fallen on the floor.
Not there.
Think David...when did you last have your phone?
Okay, I had it at the Center just before we took off. 
Good. 
Now where did you put it?
Let me think....
Oh Crap!
I put it on the hood of the bus as I was loading passengers and stowing away their walkers.
It must have fallen in the parking lot.
No panic.
Some one probably picked it up and turned it in. I'll just call...oh crap, I can't call,I lost my phone.
No panic.
I'll be back at the center in 30 minutes or so.
Stay calm.
But what if it's not there?
It's not just my phone. My phone case has pockets and it serves as my wallet. 
My Credit cards, my debit cards, my license are all in there.
Don't panic.
Everything will be fine.
 As I got closer and closer to my destination I could feel the anxiety level rising inside of me. 
My heart was racing and my breathing was a bit labored.
As I parked the bus, I ran into the security guard from the front desk.
"Has any one turned in a phone?"
"No, but you may want to check with lost and found down the hall."
So off I went,accompanied by more anxiety, my heart beating even faster and my breath becoming shallower and shallower.
"Sorry, no phones turned in today sir."
Crap!
Let me check with the program director for the seniors.
"Nope...no phone."
I ran outside and began searching the parking lot. 
The other driver dialed my number.
"It's ringing....no answer"
(No s#!t Sherlock, who did you think would answer it!)
A brand new phone, all of my credit cards and I.D's gone.
I decided there was nothing left to do but to head home and set to cancelling my credit cards and figuring out just when and how I can get a new license . 
I still had my old phone.
Maybe I can get that activated as well.
I could feel the heat of anxiousness rising inside of me.
"Calm down David, this is not worth having a heart attack over".
As I left the grounds of the Center, I kept my eye peeled along the long drive .
Maybe it fell off as I was leaving. 
No luck.
I mad a left as I always do and headed home.
I made the next right as I had when I set out on my afternoon run and headed up the road, the entire time hoping that maybe my phone would be somewhere along the roadside.
As I drove up Woodland Street, over a mile from where I had started out,after 4 speed bumps,2 left turns and a right turn , I started up a small hill.
That's when I passed something that looked like a piece of black roofing paper on the road.
Could it be?
I pulled over, put my car in reverse,and backed up a few hundred yards to examine whatever it was I saw in the road.
As I got out of my car, I could not believe what I found. 
There it was. 
My phone and all of it's contents.
Hallelujah!
My credit cards, my debit cards, my license ....all there!
The beautiful brand new S7 phone....well not so good.
(actually completely destroyed). 
But hey, we have insurance and what's $150 ?
It beats the heart attack I thought for sure I was about to have!
In the end,,what I had hoped would be my first uneventful work day in over a week had once again become a source of stress and anxiety that I can't even begin to share with you.
But as they say in the movies....
all's well that ends well.
And I move on!