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Twice this morning I experienced a panic attack. The first one happened around 4 AM, and was rather mild in comparison to the second one. I kept telling my husband that my heart was pounding, and it felt like my heart was beating irregularly. I kept insisting on having him listen to my heart, but he said that other than it beating fast, there was nothing wrong. It took me a while to get back to sleep, but I did.
At 7 AM, the big one hit.
I am very prone to nightmares and night terrors. I've gotten close to screaming awake, although it hasn't come to that yet. Most of the time I wake up gasping and panting. I was having another nightmare involving protecting myself, and keeping myself from dying. I was in charge of protecting this tower from a horde of soldiers and I failed. That failure prompted me to wake up.
When I first woke up, my lower jaw was aching. That'ls typically normal, since I've been known to clench my jaw when I am sleeping. What wasnt normal was the tingling sensation in my feet, and when I moved to sit up my entire chest was hurting. I felt like I couldnt breath, and I started crying out in panic. It literally felt like I was dying.
I didnt want to lie down, so I got up. My eyes were open, but I couldnt see. Well I could but... I couldnt see color. I saw gray and black spots, and the outline of everything was blurred. (I typically need glasses to see by the way). I made the mistake of standing up. I remember bracing myself on the table, telling my husband that I couldnt breathe and I felt like I was dying. He was scrambling with the Kindle, trying to find out what my sypmtoms were. I try to get out of the room, and I end up slumped up against the bookcase, nearly knocking it down. I dont remember him touching me, but my husband had me sit on the edge of the bed and told me to calm down. My hands and feet were completely numb. I was sweating all over my chest and back.
After a few minutes my vision returned, I could breathe again, and feeling started to return to my hands. My husband was deathly afraid I had a heart attack, since his mother experienced the same thing. I found out that I had a panic attack, one that began while I was sleeping.
I never even thought that was possible.
So this episode has me and my husband wondering if I should get medication. I've experienced panic attacks before. Most of those times were when I had to go to work, and my job was absolute crap. I once had a panic attack that lasted for several hours. Yes, several hours.
I would like to be comforted about this... If anyone has had any experience with anxiety or panic attacks, please let me know. Should I get medicatoin? Therapy? Should I get medical help? Any advice would be appreciated.
At 7 AM, the big one hit.
I am very prone to nightmares and night terrors. I've gotten close to screaming awake, although it hasn't come to that yet. Most of the time I wake up gasping and panting. I was having another nightmare involving protecting myself, and keeping myself from dying. I was in charge of protecting this tower from a horde of soldiers and I failed. That failure prompted me to wake up.
When I first woke up, my lower jaw was aching. That'ls typically normal, since I've been known to clench my jaw when I am sleeping. What wasnt normal was the tingling sensation in my feet, and when I moved to sit up my entire chest was hurting. I felt like I couldnt breath, and I started crying out in panic. It literally felt like I was dying.
I didnt want to lie down, so I got up. My eyes were open, but I couldnt see. Well I could but... I couldnt see color. I saw gray and black spots, and the outline of everything was blurred. (I typically need glasses to see by the way). I made the mistake of standing up. I remember bracing myself on the table, telling my husband that I couldnt breathe and I felt like I was dying. He was scrambling with the Kindle, trying to find out what my sypmtoms were. I try to get out of the room, and I end up slumped up against the bookcase, nearly knocking it down. I dont remember him touching me, but my husband had me sit on the edge of the bed and told me to calm down. My hands and feet were completely numb. I was sweating all over my chest and back.
After a few minutes my vision returned, I could breathe again, and feeling started to return to my hands. My husband was deathly afraid I had a heart attack, since his mother experienced the same thing. I found out that I had a panic attack, one that began while I was sleeping.
I never even thought that was possible.
So this episode has me and my husband wondering if I should get medication. I've experienced panic attacks before. Most of those times were when I had to go to work, and my job was absolute crap. I once had a panic attack that lasted for several hours. Yes, several hours.
I would like to be comforted about this... If anyone has had any experience with anxiety or panic attacks, please let me know. Should I get medicatoin? Therapy? Should I get medical help? Any advice would be appreciated.