Malton Seadog
14-08-08, 13:30
Hi all,
I've known about this site since May but have only just got round to registering!
Here's my brief story...
At the end of April, I was playing in a concert with my brass band when I started to need the loo at the start of the second half. I thought nothing of it, but as the set progressed, I became more and more desperate despite my best efforts of crossing my legs and jigging about in my seat!
It got so bad, that I waited until the very last line of the last piece of music before getting up and running off stage to the toilet, much to my embarassment! As you can imagine, the whole audience saw and the band were concerned about me, thinking I'd gone to be sick or something.
Anyway - for the next week or two, whenever I left the house, I would always look for the nearest toilet. Indeed, when I even started to need the loo, I would feel the urge to go there and then. Whether this was genuine damage to my bladder or just a pyschological thing, I don't know, but it wasn't nice. Panic was a word which I began to use for the first time in the weeks following the concert.
Anyway - a few weeks later, as May began, it happened. My first anxiety attack.
I was about to go to sleep, and all of a sudden I sat bolt upright and thought "something's wrong, I don't feel well". I came over all hot and immediately got up and ran to the window, as I felt I needed fresh air there and then. It didn't make me feel any better.
Despite it being around 8 or 9C outside, I went and sat in the garden in just my boxer shorts (down girls! :winks: ) to get some air. I sat looking up at the stars and thought to myself, as first time sufferers do, "Oh b*****r, I think I might be having a heart attack!".
I went back inside and actually switched the laptop on and googled my symptoms - racing heart, short of breath, hot flushes. It came up with anxiety, but I ignored it as I thought I couldn't possibly suffer from anything like that. Anyway - it hit me again there and then, and I went back outside. Following this, I went to bed shivering. I felt awful. Then it started for the third time and I ran into my mum's bedroom and asked her to call an ambulance, stating that 'serious heart palpatations' were the reason I needed one.
The paramedic was very good with me and took heart readings, all of which were perfectly healthy of course. He said I'd had an anxiety attack. I was mortified, but thought It'd be a one off. Regardless, I was taken to Scarborough hospital which is a 24 mile ambulance ride. They checked me over and sent me home. I got home at around 5am!
The next few weeks were awful. I was worried about having another one, but it never came.
All of a sudden, after no symptoms for a month, it hit me again in June. It was bedtime again and my heart started going like the clappers. I controlled it, but I was upset about it.
Since then, it's been on and off. Some days I can be anxious pretty much all day and feel rotten; other days I won't have a single symptom.
I went to my GP for a chat more than anything, and he has forwarded me to a Mental Health Primary Healthcare Nurse, who I will be seeing on the 12th September.
For the record, my main symptoms are:
* Racing heart
* Dizziness
* Lethargy
* Nausea
* Tight throat
I'm most uncomfortable in large shopping centres or controlled situations where a quick escape isn't possible.
I've known about this site since May but have only just got round to registering!
Here's my brief story...
At the end of April, I was playing in a concert with my brass band when I started to need the loo at the start of the second half. I thought nothing of it, but as the set progressed, I became more and more desperate despite my best efforts of crossing my legs and jigging about in my seat!
It got so bad, that I waited until the very last line of the last piece of music before getting up and running off stage to the toilet, much to my embarassment! As you can imagine, the whole audience saw and the band were concerned about me, thinking I'd gone to be sick or something.
Anyway - for the next week or two, whenever I left the house, I would always look for the nearest toilet. Indeed, when I even started to need the loo, I would feel the urge to go there and then. Whether this was genuine damage to my bladder or just a pyschological thing, I don't know, but it wasn't nice. Panic was a word which I began to use for the first time in the weeks following the concert.
Anyway - a few weeks later, as May began, it happened. My first anxiety attack.
I was about to go to sleep, and all of a sudden I sat bolt upright and thought "something's wrong, I don't feel well". I came over all hot and immediately got up and ran to the window, as I felt I needed fresh air there and then. It didn't make me feel any better.
Despite it being around 8 or 9C outside, I went and sat in the garden in just my boxer shorts (down girls! :winks: ) to get some air. I sat looking up at the stars and thought to myself, as first time sufferers do, "Oh b*****r, I think I might be having a heart attack!".
I went back inside and actually switched the laptop on and googled my symptoms - racing heart, short of breath, hot flushes. It came up with anxiety, but I ignored it as I thought I couldn't possibly suffer from anything like that. Anyway - it hit me again there and then, and I went back outside. Following this, I went to bed shivering. I felt awful. Then it started for the third time and I ran into my mum's bedroom and asked her to call an ambulance, stating that 'serious heart palpatations' were the reason I needed one.
The paramedic was very good with me and took heart readings, all of which were perfectly healthy of course. He said I'd had an anxiety attack. I was mortified, but thought It'd be a one off. Regardless, I was taken to Scarborough hospital which is a 24 mile ambulance ride. They checked me over and sent me home. I got home at around 5am!
The next few weeks were awful. I was worried about having another one, but it never came.
All of a sudden, after no symptoms for a month, it hit me again in June. It was bedtime again and my heart started going like the clappers. I controlled it, but I was upset about it.
Since then, it's been on and off. Some days I can be anxious pretty much all day and feel rotten; other days I won't have a single symptom.
I went to my GP for a chat more than anything, and he has forwarded me to a Mental Health Primary Healthcare Nurse, who I will be seeing on the 12th September.
For the record, my main symptoms are:
* Racing heart
* Dizziness
* Lethargy
* Nausea
* Tight throat
I'm most uncomfortable in large shopping centres or controlled situations where a quick escape isn't possible.