Photo of the Weekend: Stacked Heads
Saturday started out well. I got up early for a teleconference with the Futurismic team, and had fun meeting everyone via voice. Then we headed to the farmers market near where I work, ran some errands, and had a large lunch. Afterwards, we collapsed in the bedroom for a nap. And that's where I went wrong.
I woke up incoherent, sick to my stomach, and fuzzy. I fled to the basement, thinking I had overheated, which I probably had, as the room had climbed in temperature considerably. Feeling like this, I began to have a panic attack. And it wouldn't end. I sat in the car with the air conditioning on. I couldn't sit still. I came back inside. I splashed water on myself. I got sicker. I threw up. I nearly blacked out. I took another half a xanax, to see if I could get it under control. I took a cold shower. All the while, I am freaking out, feeling like I am going to die at any second. The whole attack lasted over 3 hours.
My panic attacks used to be related just to social anxiety, but now, they're spring up when I feel sick in weird ways. Head aches don't do it, but feeling light-headed or nauseated will. I know it's because of my newfound fears of death, but I don't know what to do about it. I can't get this freaked out every time I feel a little sick. I lost most of Saturday to this, and then today, I felt like crap, headachey and run down. No work was accomplished. I didn't even get the lawn mowed , which was the least of the things I needed to do.
Needless today, I am calling for a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I need to visit them for a couple of things, but I need to see what I can do about these panic attacks. I need something faster acting than xanax. They are really scaring the shit out of me. (well, obviously)
Anyway, pretty lettuce. Lots of food pictures this week.
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>Anyway, pretty lettuce.
Are you sure that isn't cabbage?
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No, I guess I am not sure. Heh. I am not exactly a big lettuce eater. Or cabbage.
Aw, crud. I'm going to throw only maybe-useful suggestions at you, because these are things that helped when I was having the crazy panic attacks and it's just in case you haven't already tried them.
Cutting out caffeine totally and utterly helped me a LOT. So did consciously tracking moods vs. what I'd put into my body that day. And talking to someone at the university psych services did too. Less in the actual doing of it, and more in the way I've learned to analyse and break down what goes on in my own head.
Don't know enough about the history of yours to know if this is at all useful (apologies if not), but I hope it settles back down.