crazybunny2
26-03-12, 16:33
Hi there,
I'm Natalie and a 28 year old solicitor. I was driving home on 1st March and I had a massive panic attack (my very first, oh joy!:unsure:). I thought I was having a heart attack and it was incredibly scary:ohmy:. I had to pull over in the car for a bit, ring my mum in a panic, before managing somehow to drive home! I was convinved I was going to die and I had the freak out experience of seeming out of myself, which made me think even more that I was going to die!! My heart was pounding the entire night and I could not get to sleep.
I think that I have a number of stressful things in my life that has brought these feelings on, such as: stressful job and working late since the new year; planning my wedding this July, property hunting with my fiance and fiance is recently back from Afghanistan and looking after my gran with Alzheimers. Also, my mum suffers from IBS which in her case is stress related so I have a genetic link.
I went to the doctor the following day and the GP wasn't very helpful. They didn't give me any information and just asked me what I thought I should do! I suggested CBT, but the doctor instead signed me off from work for 2 weeks and said I should exercise more. They said CBT takes too long to get.
I got better in the first week, but by the second week my mum got a bad flu and I was worried about her. I didn't get to sleep and then I couldn't get to sleep the next night! I felt like I was going around the bend, so I took some sleeping tablets that I was prescribed and I have been taking them since. I then started worrying about my return to work.
On my first day back at work (after stressing the entire night, not taking my sleeping tablets and consequently not sleeping!), I had a massive panic attack in the afternoon. It was horrible! I had to go home early and felt like a failure. This set me back as now I feel constantly on edge and I can't relax!
I was getting really worried so I went to the GP the next day, who again didn't provide any advice, save exercise more and signed me off for a further 2 weeks.
Today, I went to the GP again as I feel I have made no progress and begged for medication! I have taken 1 diazepam tablet so far, but I still feel stresed, but not quite as crazy as before! I have also been prescribed citalpram, which I have not yet taken. I feel a bit scared to be taking medication, but I feel at my wits end and I want to see progress.
I feel frustrated that I seem to be able to do less and less. The whole world seems a scary place, even my own home!
It seems so silly to be scared of fear, but the feelings are so strong and debilitating!
I am currently obsessing that I will soon die as I am so exhausted from lack of sleep and after my few hours of sleep that I get, I start stressing out and my heart beats really fast!
I feel this period of my life is quite surreal and I don't want to accept that this is happening to me!
That said, a lovely person at my work has told me that she suffered from panic attacks. I think it affects more sensitive/kind people (like lovely me and you of course!). I guess I should give myself time and convince myself that I am not going to die of exhaustion.
Words of wisdom, tips, reassurance and support would be most appreciated.
Thanks for your time in reading this :).
I'm Natalie and a 28 year old solicitor. I was driving home on 1st March and I had a massive panic attack (my very first, oh joy!:unsure:). I thought I was having a heart attack and it was incredibly scary:ohmy:. I had to pull over in the car for a bit, ring my mum in a panic, before managing somehow to drive home! I was convinved I was going to die and I had the freak out experience of seeming out of myself, which made me think even more that I was going to die!! My heart was pounding the entire night and I could not get to sleep.
I think that I have a number of stressful things in my life that has brought these feelings on, such as: stressful job and working late since the new year; planning my wedding this July, property hunting with my fiance and fiance is recently back from Afghanistan and looking after my gran with Alzheimers. Also, my mum suffers from IBS which in her case is stress related so I have a genetic link.
I went to the doctor the following day and the GP wasn't very helpful. They didn't give me any information and just asked me what I thought I should do! I suggested CBT, but the doctor instead signed me off from work for 2 weeks and said I should exercise more. They said CBT takes too long to get.
I got better in the first week, but by the second week my mum got a bad flu and I was worried about her. I didn't get to sleep and then I couldn't get to sleep the next night! I felt like I was going around the bend, so I took some sleeping tablets that I was prescribed and I have been taking them since. I then started worrying about my return to work.
On my first day back at work (after stressing the entire night, not taking my sleeping tablets and consequently not sleeping!), I had a massive panic attack in the afternoon. It was horrible! I had to go home early and felt like a failure. This set me back as now I feel constantly on edge and I can't relax!
I was getting really worried so I went to the GP the next day, who again didn't provide any advice, save exercise more and signed me off for a further 2 weeks.
Today, I went to the GP again as I feel I have made no progress and begged for medication! I have taken 1 diazepam tablet so far, but I still feel stresed, but not quite as crazy as before! I have also been prescribed citalpram, which I have not yet taken. I feel a bit scared to be taking medication, but I feel at my wits end and I want to see progress.
I feel frustrated that I seem to be able to do less and less. The whole world seems a scary place, even my own home!
It seems so silly to be scared of fear, but the feelings are so strong and debilitating!
I am currently obsessing that I will soon die as I am so exhausted from lack of sleep and after my few hours of sleep that I get, I start stressing out and my heart beats really fast!
I feel this period of my life is quite surreal and I don't want to accept that this is happening to me!
That said, a lovely person at my work has told me that she suffered from panic attacks. I think it affects more sensitive/kind people (like lovely me and you of course!). I guess I should give myself time and convince myself that I am not going to die of exhaustion.
Words of wisdom, tips, reassurance and support would be most appreciated.
Thanks for your time in reading this :).