I use my computer daily. I depend on my computer. I just didn't know how much. I had been working on my first draft, passed the middle, and was clipping right along at a good pace when my computer went on strike. It would freeze and give everything a pinkish background. The error said there was an infinite loop happening. Lots of shutdowns, restarts, etc. I begged it not to crash and burn like its predecessor. I promised it I would treat it right. I said lots of bad words. During the few times I got the computer to act right, I made sure everything was backed up on flash drives, and searched the net for my particular error, no help there. I did all the things you try yourself first.
On Sunday after starting up twice, it acted fine long enough to get on the web. I got Tech Support online and on the phone. Martin said it was probably caused by interruption of an updated install. He had me log off, unplug the printer and cable modem, push buttons, startup, and reattach things. When I restarted it, the computer acted perfectly. Martin said he thought that would take care of it, but there was no guarantee. All day the computer was fine but I kept waiting...worrying. I visited blogs and wrote some more, worrying the whole time. I couldn't even relax and read for thinking about it. Finally went to my sister's house to get away from it all, I bought doughnuts on the way, the sugar buzz helped. When I came home, I peeked in to see how it was doing.
Oh, how I didn't want to turn it off last night, but I wanted to treat it normally. Would it ever start again? Luckily, no nightmares or tossing and turning. Then this morning I held my breath as I pushed the start button. Whew!
The way I felt during all this, the helplessness of worrying about what will I do without it, the quickly making plans to buy another while this one is being fixed, made me wonder. Should the computer be that important? How about sharing some of your computer panic moments?