High Anxiety

[donna14]

OMG,
     I had the WORST anxiety attack today.  I did not think it would ever stop.  Ended up taking 2mg Klonopin and ativan on top of that.  Finally my heart slowed down enough to talk.  I was totally out of control.  I don't even know what brought this one on.  Most of the time I can at least have a little warning but today it hit like I ran into a stone fence at 60 mph.  Have I mentioned that I HATE THIS DISEASE. 
     I should have known it was going to be a bad day.  I had to drag myself out of bed and into work.  I hope you find some answers to your anxiety Phyllis because these are the worst.

Donna

[Phyllis]

Geesh! I'm sorry you had to go through that Donna. Anxiety Attacks suck big time!

[Brian]

I don't even know what brought this one on.

Not to make light of this, because I recognize how serious anxiety attacks can be, but I find humour is a reasonably good medicine.

Perhaps you were looking at some lunch meat; maybe some prosciutto or a couple slices of capicola?

And if that reference is too obscure, you need to be watching more Sopranos.

For those that don't have any inclination to watch The Sopranos but still want to understand the joke: The lead character, big tough mobster Tony Soprano has anxiety/panic attacks whenever he sees lunch meat, because his father, another big tough mobster, used to do terrible, horrible things to the local butcher, who had a lot of gambling debts and paid them back with meat, usually after getting a severe beating from the senior Soprano while young Tony watched.

[Phyllis]

if it were only that easy sometimes.

[high maintenence]

Donna, yes, I think you've told us how you hate this disease lol. Bless you both, I know how bad anxiety feels. I haven't really freaked out with it in almost a year, but I do have little waves of it. The shaking is what affects me most when I get fluttered, just can't think straight. I just remember how bad it was and I really feel for both of you.

[clayton]

Phyllis: I have driving anxiety, too (but havent driven in years); it didnt help that the last guy I rode with kept falling asleep at the wheel and I had to keep prodding him; I have--what would you call it--anxiety, a phobia--I don't want to look into my finances, but at this point I must, or I could end up homeless. I am a stick-head-in-the-sand guy about this matter, and do not wanna look; since I dont have any ativan, or like that, I have to rely on EFT, which we discussed earlier, and which I found actually works for stuff like this, despite being recommended by Deepak Chopra. So one way or another, we will have to TCB (like Elvis said).