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An attacking panic
So, yesterday I had a panic attack. A pretty bad one. :)It started around 22:30 I think, because my mouth gets so dry from the meds. So I started compulsively swallowing, and getting stressed out.
I've recently upped my meds, from 300 mg a day to 500 mg a day. And I find it strange that the doctor would let me make a 200 mg jump just like that and not 100 mg.
Anyway, so this panic attack started, and around 22:50 or so I think it got really bad. To the point that I was wheezing like I had been running and getting a panic. The feeling that I might choke up and die was there and very real, and I considered calling 113 (911). But then Hilde organized things and I was able to take a taxi with Vebjørn down to the health emergency center.
So, for 20-30 minutes (at home and on the way to the hospital) I had a feeling that death by choking could be imminent, and there was panic, numbness in my hands and dizzyness.
I felt better when I arrived at the emergency health center. I knew there were doctors and such there who could help me.
So I talked a bit to one of the nurses after a while and got to stay over there during the night. Got something to help me sleep and in the morning I talked to a doctor about what happened and was let on my way.
Today I've been feeling a bit tired, but relatively OK. Hilde says I look serious.
The scary thing to this compared to the radiating angst thing is that lately I've begun feeling what you could call normal, with a somewhat normal range of emotions. But that angst/choke incident was scary as FUCK.
[Later..] And funnily enough, the dials you have to punch to get a direct taxi order is 119.
[Permalink] [By morphex] [Health (Atom feed)] [26 Mar 19:32 Europe/Oslo]