Life is fairly good these days. I’m attributing it to plenty of sunshine and DBT and working hard in therapy and having more structure to my days. There are some big changes on the horizon, like moving, and QoB *finally* retiring (maybe), but those are good changes. While my mood has been fairly neutral, I have been having some physical symptoms that have been giving me trouble.
Physical symptoms that I decided were lithium poisoning, because that is where the problem usually is, but when that wasn’t the answer (after a blood test) and the urgent care provider sent me to the Emergency Room, I was stunned that I hadn’t thought of this:
I was having every single one of these issues, a minimum of three separate episodes each day. So, apparently, my anxiety (that I *knew* was high, but, um, it always is!) is manifesting into more physical problems. Also known as, multiple panic attacks a day with very high anxiety between attacks.
So while I thought that I was mentally very healthy, because I was not feeling extremely depressed or extremely elevated, and because I was not having more than my usual amount of generalized anxiety, I misdiagnosed myself as having lithium poisoning or something wrong with my heart because it has been so long since I have had full-blown panic attacks. I should note that these attacks almost always additionally come with gasping, sobbing, and cursing on the side.
I beat myself up that I didn’t realize my anxiety was so out of control before having this little Emergency Room epiphany, but I think that I was just so grateful to not feel extremely depressed, that I decided everything else was “fine” and that I was just “physically ill.”
I still “don’t feel good” physically and am going to need to get in to see my psychiatrist this week, but I am really not looking forward to that. I reported increased anxiety at my last appointment, and I do have a PRN for anxiety that generally works. It is only when the anxiety gets really blown up and into a full-on attack that seemingly nothing makes me feel any better.
I am curious. Have any of my readers ever had something like this blow up out of nowhere? I mean, it probably isn’t really “nowhere” and I just can’t pinpoint where it started. Thoughts, feelings of commiseration, home cures (hahahah!!!)?