Apr 06, 2008 15:02
Saw my doctor on Thursday. He's changing up my meds, hopefully the new one will deal a little more with my anxiety. However, I have to stop taking the old one before I can start the new one. So I stopped taking them Thursday night, and i'm supposed to start the new ones tonight, but I didn't realize the drug store would be closed today. Anyway, that's not so much why I'm posting.
Every Saturday my parents leave town to go visit my brother and his kids, and since all this crazy stuff started, this has been really difficult for me. Yesterday, I decided to go with them out of fear of staying home alone and ended up having a really great day. So good, that I foolishly though today would be great too....
Yeah, not so much. I woke up to a panic attack, which is very unusual. Usually, i look forward to those first moments when I wake up, because they're the only time during the day when I'm complete relaxed without having to distract myself. Instead, I spent this morning unbelievably tense, and now I'm thinking the meds I was on were clearly doing more for me than I realized.
For everyone out there with all their faculties in tact, please take a moment to be grateful for it. You have no idea how horrible this all is. And the worst, I don't even know why this is happening.