My hands shake, my heart rattles around in my chest, my stomach rolls. Add to that sweating and ear ringing.....and what exactly is that? This has happened quite a few times over the past several days, and I was wondering. Lithium toxicity, low sugar? But then I remembered. It had been awhile, but I remember. That's what it looks like when I have an anxiety attack. I don't pant or thrash or pass out. I shake, get disoriented, my heart pounds, I sweat, I get this "fight or flight" impulse, and I feel nauseous. I also feel a strange claustrophobia. It isn't because I am in a confined space; it is because I have no space, when there seem to be all sorts of faces just inches from mine. No, I am not hallucinating, I am just surrounded by a group of people whose sense of personal space isn't quite refined.
Add to the above paragraph a throbbing headache that hasn't abated since Monday, and I am caving to my body, brain, and fragile spirit's own pressure today.
Maybe I need to hire a posse and some peeps :)
Thursday, May 20, 2010
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I despise being around the personal-space "clueless". I call this feeling that you describe the "heebie-jeebies".
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