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I awoke this morning feeling weak, dizzy and nauseated again. By the time I arrived at work, my anxiety had kicked into full on oh-my-god-there's-something-terribly-wrong-with-me-and-I'm-going-to-die mode. In the throes of panic, I called my doctor and they scheduled me in for 11:40 this morning. I will go and be reassured that everything is working properly and that I'm not going to die after all.