ryangreen
16-01-14, 16:35
Hello all,
My name is Ryan I'm a 30 year old male who has recently been diagnosed with health anxiety. I don't want to ramble but I will try to keep my story short. In late September of last year I was playing basketball and in a freak accident I tore my quad in my left leg. I have never been worried about my health at all but then surgery day came.
I was fine leading up to the surgery actually looking forward to 8 weeks of being pampered by my wife lol. The surgery went well then I came out of anesthesia and it happened I couldn't breathe I came out of it yelling "I'm dying please help me". The nurses said it was common and not to worry but what has followed is an obsession with my breathing and heart rate. I am constantly pre occupied with the thought that I will stop breathing or that my heart is going to stop due to a lack of oxygen as stupid as that sounds. My GP has been stellar sending me for a full work up on my blood and urine also sending me for an ECG and a 24 hour event monitor to try to ease my mind. All came back showing I was "healthy as a horse" as my doctor put it.
Although I was initially relieved it didn't last long my wife is always telling me to "stop it" because I have picked up this weird habit of placing my hand over my heart to make sure it's still beating or taking my own pulse to make sure it's normal. Currently I am on 20mg of lexapro and Xanax as needed however I hate how the Xanax makes me feel so I would rather deal with the panic.
I don't know why I am writing this maybe to vent or get some reassurance that the two fears I have can't happen but there it is my story
My name is Ryan I'm a 30 year old male who has recently been diagnosed with health anxiety. I don't want to ramble but I will try to keep my story short. In late September of last year I was playing basketball and in a freak accident I tore my quad in my left leg. I have never been worried about my health at all but then surgery day came.
I was fine leading up to the surgery actually looking forward to 8 weeks of being pampered by my wife lol. The surgery went well then I came out of anesthesia and it happened I couldn't breathe I came out of it yelling "I'm dying please help me". The nurses said it was common and not to worry but what has followed is an obsession with my breathing and heart rate. I am constantly pre occupied with the thought that I will stop breathing or that my heart is going to stop due to a lack of oxygen as stupid as that sounds. My GP has been stellar sending me for a full work up on my blood and urine also sending me for an ECG and a 24 hour event monitor to try to ease my mind. All came back showing I was "healthy as a horse" as my doctor put it.
Although I was initially relieved it didn't last long my wife is always telling me to "stop it" because I have picked up this weird habit of placing my hand over my heart to make sure it's still beating or taking my own pulse to make sure it's normal. Currently I am on 20mg of lexapro and Xanax as needed however I hate how the Xanax makes me feel so I would rather deal with the panic.
I don't know why I am writing this maybe to vent or get some reassurance that the two fears I have can't happen but there it is my story