TW: extreme fear, cancer, catastrophizing, thanatophobia, bites
I have been coping pretty well since this pandemic began, despite setbacks and challenges along the way; despite concerns my aging mother may have cancer (she had surgery, and it was precancerous - removed it and she's fine!) and my partner may also have cancer (also turns out so far, fine). I'm still absorbing that, thankfully, things are okay with them.
The problem is me and my fear because one event threw me into a full anxiety loop where I can't stop thinking the worst will happen. Someone else would say I'm catastrophizing. Someone else would say I have genuine concerns, but I'm blowing them out of proportion. I don't know. Either way it is awful.
What happened? I was bitten by a cat (not mine, I don't even have a cat atm) and it ran away. I was immediately in shock and I felt like passing out, my knees like rubber. But I managed to clean the bite and bandage it, and was told to go to the ER. I went to the ER, and they x-rayed me, and I began showing signs of infection later and had to take antibiotics and steroids (prednisone).
Almost two weeks later and the injury has healed on the outside at least, but my arm still hurts. I've been referred to an orthopedic doctor if it doesn't improve more in the next week or two.
I'm going through withdrawal from the prednisone but also more pain and symptoms of anxiety that are making a major impact on quality of life (including looping thought and inability to consistently focus on what someone's saying, nausea, stomach pain, feeling wobbly when I stand up, sleepiness alternating with hypervigilance, etc)
My partner observed what happened and we both think it is a cat belonging to the neighbor who lets both their cats roam outside and neither have collars. The neighbor has been contacted and the cat was put under observation and is supposed to get updated shots. Supposedly this means I am 'in the clear' and okay, as it came out of quarantine recently.
Meanwhile... I'm 'what if-ing'. What if we got the wrong cat? What if it was really sick but it was acting friendly to me before it bit? What if, what if, what if?
I am looping through this over and over and it's literally making me sick to my stomach. And replaying what happened in my head, and feel so stupid I pet the dang thing. I never would have if I knew this would happen. I now don't want to pet any animal unless I know the owner, and moving forward this is wise anyway.
Whatifwhatifhwhatif.... I keep trying to distract myself and think about other things. If I try to google anything about my situation, I get more anxious and nauseated and want to pass out.
I was really thrown off guard by all this and if you asked me 3 weeks ago if I was anxious, I would have said no. I was concerned about my mother and my partner's health, but not anxious. I told myself not to worry until we had more information from doctors that sounded concerning, and we did not have that.
I have an underlying condition, btw, where I can react to new medications and treatments badly a lot more than the average person. It can be life threatening in itself. So taking antibiotics and prednisone wasn't exactly easy, on top of the side effects from the drugs.
I've been through a lot in a short period of time and I'm afraid of going through more. I don't feel safe or reassured. My partner is worried I am cracking, and I suppose I am. We're hoping I can find a path through this and stay safely at home while I do, too. We both have at-risk conditions for COVID and are already nervous I had to go to the ER recently.
Thanks for listening. I don't know how often I can check back here because even just writing or talking about this makes me severely anxious.