shell24
05-06-10, 09:45
Hi all,
So arrived at work yesterday evening. I am a staff nurse and was working night shifts. It was my last shift so was feeling exhausted. I was sitting in the staff room waiting for handover to begin when i started to feel tingly and light headed. I ended up going outside with my manager who was reassuring me. I told her i knew it was a panic attack and she was really good about it. This was the first panic attack i have had where i didnt feel my heart jumping out of my chest. My ward manager was trying to get me to take some diazepam but i wouldnt take it......I felt i needed to deal with it head on and when it finished i wanted to know i had dealt with it rather then a tablet. I really dont know what to put it down to.....the panic attack but i was exhausted and i am thinking that didnt help. In the end i sat down and convinced myself i was not dying and that i would be okay. My boyfriend collected me and brought me home and i slept right through the night. I am overwhelmed now with guilt for leaving the ward short staffed and so embarrased that my colleagues saw my vunerabililty. Ive just texed mt manager to apologise but she hasnt replied and now im starting to worry about that. Oh will it ever end???
So arrived at work yesterday evening. I am a staff nurse and was working night shifts. It was my last shift so was feeling exhausted. I was sitting in the staff room waiting for handover to begin when i started to feel tingly and light headed. I ended up going outside with my manager who was reassuring me. I told her i knew it was a panic attack and she was really good about it. This was the first panic attack i have had where i didnt feel my heart jumping out of my chest. My ward manager was trying to get me to take some diazepam but i wouldnt take it......I felt i needed to deal with it head on and when it finished i wanted to know i had dealt with it rather then a tablet. I really dont know what to put it down to.....the panic attack but i was exhausted and i am thinking that didnt help. In the end i sat down and convinced myself i was not dying and that i would be okay. My boyfriend collected me and brought me home and i slept right through the night. I am overwhelmed now with guilt for leaving the ward short staffed and so embarrased that my colleagues saw my vunerabililty. Ive just texed mt manager to apologise but she hasnt replied and now im starting to worry about that. Oh will it ever end???