googler192
04-08-15, 23:06
Hi,
Well, it's been quite a while since I have visited this site. The last time I was here I was in the grip of severe health anxiety and entering into counselling for the 2nd time in a year in order to get a handle on what felt like a spiral of fear.
I managed to overcome (or at least quieten) my HA and enjoy a year of peace. But today I was struck by the familiar tightened chest, pounding heart and blind panic that I now associate with my HA. I'm seeing a consultant at the minute for various (hopefully non-serious) issues. I went for what i thought was a routine colposcopy and ended in the consultant taking biopsies. She tried to reassure me that it was routine to do a biopsy but of course... me being me came back and started googling everything. Apparently the biopsy is a test for cancerous cells.
It's an odd feeling to not know if the anxiety is being caused by the thought that they are testing for C or that I'm terrified of letting the HA get a grip of me again. I was doing so so well. Or, at least, I thought I was.
It turns out the Demons always come out to play when they're not invited.
Well, it's been quite a while since I have visited this site. The last time I was here I was in the grip of severe health anxiety and entering into counselling for the 2nd time in a year in order to get a handle on what felt like a spiral of fear.
I managed to overcome (or at least quieten) my HA and enjoy a year of peace. But today I was struck by the familiar tightened chest, pounding heart and blind panic that I now associate with my HA. I'm seeing a consultant at the minute for various (hopefully non-serious) issues. I went for what i thought was a routine colposcopy and ended in the consultant taking biopsies. She tried to reassure me that it was routine to do a biopsy but of course... me being me came back and started googling everything. Apparently the biopsy is a test for cancerous cells.
It's an odd feeling to not know if the anxiety is being caused by the thought that they are testing for C or that I'm terrified of letting the HA get a grip of me again. I was doing so so well. Or, at least, I thought I was.
It turns out the Demons always come out to play when they're not invited.