Update
This costant difficulty breathing is getting so ridiculous I can't eat withouth fear of choking.
It actually almost happened about a couple of weeks ago, when I was home alone and having the slightest panic attack (the first that showed up without a physical triggering factor). I decided to munch on a chocolate-y bar to feel better (chocolate = serotonine) and my spasming diaphragm got the best of the swallowing act, causing a bit of bar to get stuck in my throat. That was one of the scariest moments of my life.
My rational thoughts stopped, I started pacing around the room and realized I couldn't breathe so I just raced out in our yard, dreading the fact that the gate cannot be open from outside, only from inside the house, so I couldn't exactly burst out on the street and look for help. Luckily, as I was dashing out, whatever was stuck down my throat found the right way and I was safe.
And today I read that this disease they think I have can actually cause trouble with swallowing and ingesting food. Good to know, at least there's a good chance this is not "all in my head".
Today I also had another heavy attack (triggered by handling and smelling coffee that I was making for Alessandro, hell go figure) and had to take drops once again to make it stop, in hopes that it would allow my breathing to even out, cause otherwise there was no chance I was going to eat or even drink all day.
I had my blood drawn today, I get my results on the 30th. Now it's just a matter to manage to make it to that date. I'm trying to eat cereal as I type, but no dice.
It actually almost happened about a couple of weeks ago, when I was home alone and having the slightest panic attack (the first that showed up without a physical triggering factor). I decided to munch on a chocolate-y bar to feel better (chocolate = serotonine) and my spasming diaphragm got the best of the swallowing act, causing a bit of bar to get stuck in my throat. That was one of the scariest moments of my life.
My rational thoughts stopped, I started pacing around the room and realized I couldn't breathe so I just raced out in our yard, dreading the fact that the gate cannot be open from outside, only from inside the house, so I couldn't exactly burst out on the street and look for help. Luckily, as I was dashing out, whatever was stuck down my throat found the right way and I was safe.
And today I read that this disease they think I have can actually cause trouble with swallowing and ingesting food. Good to know, at least there's a good chance this is not "all in my head".
Today I also had another heavy attack (triggered by handling and smelling coffee that I was making for Alessandro, hell go figure) and had to take drops once again to make it stop, in hopes that it would allow my breathing to even out, cause otherwise there was no chance I was going to eat or even drink all day.
I had my blood drawn today, I get my results on the 30th. Now it's just a matter to manage to make it to that date. I'm trying to eat cereal as I type, but no dice.