Okay, I used to have a fear of bridges, which is more like a fear of heights since some bridges - the 7 mile bridge to the Florida Keys for instance - don't bother me a bit, but they're not high. I've walked over the Royal Gorge Bridge in Colorado, didn't bother me because I was walking, not driving. I can trace this fear to an incident that happened on the George Washington bridge in NY when I was a young child and my brother decided to torture me. I overcame this fear many years ago crossing the Mighty Mississippi on my way to Arkansas, driving by myself in rush hour traffic. Today we had to drive to the city for DH to see the orthopedist. On our way home we were stuck at a redlight on a bridge that they are currently working on and I just about lost it. I was dizzy, had I eaten beforehand I would have lost it. DH was talking a mile a minute and I had to ask him to be quiet, because somehow sound was making it worse. I silently begged the light to change and it seemed to take forever. It was overall a very horrible feeling. After we left Road Construction City, TX we had to cross at least 10 bridges to get home and I was fine with them, as always. I don't understand why my mind chose that bridge at that moment to remind me of my fear of bridges.