I think I understand, though I've not had many episodes of the sort you describe.
I guess that's what bothers me most. I despise having to take meds. But if I don't I "pass out" (the surges become constant, then my body weakens, I speak as if I've had a stroke, I lose control of my muscles then I fall asleep no matter what I'm doing- talking, driving, relaxing whatever).
I accept that I'm having an attack and I ride it out but I become extremely angry with myself. I know what's going on but then I start berating myself for not having any control.
I despise not being able to have control over something that boggles my mind so much. If it was low blood sugar, diabetes, a heart problem, whatever, I could accept it because THAT would make sense. But to have these things spring on me for no apparent reason, it just makes me want to bang my head into a wall out of annoyed and self-loathing frustration.
**Edit**
Thankfully, the meds took no time at all to work. A couple hours after I took them, the surges began diminishing greatly and today I've rarely had one, but I'm more emotional. Hubby was grumbling about money and how I would have nothing if I was still married to my ex and I asked him if he was mad at me and I nearly broke into tears. When he left I did shed a couple tears, but reminded myself that's just who he is and he doesn't mean anything personal. Sure enough, he called me to explain more deeply that he wasn't mad at me and he was just stewing because of the State.
I was too tired to drive home last night and thought I would be safe from a State visit because it's a holiday and all. I called my kids to check in and the Social Worker was at the house talking to them :banghead: But I spoke with her and it seems all is well. She understands I can do nothing about my car and knows I'll be back home later today.
Do I have anxiety about all this? Yes. But I have no surges
God bless the "little things"
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