I actually thought I was going to make it through a whole day without a panic attack. Some friends and family came over to celebrate my birthday. We were having a great time and I thought I was relaxed. Out of nowhere, I felt the palpitations. I tried to work through them the best I could. As soon as everyone left, they got much worse and I had an attack. It was still smaller than the ones I’d been having, but it was a panic attack none the less. I ALMOST had my husband take me to the Er. But I am tired of giving into these sensations. I didn’t go. I laid down on the couch and they finally went away. I’d say the palpitations lasted almost two hours. I could actually feel the skipped heartbeats in my wrist when taking my pulse. They’re gone now but I am so frustrated about the whole thing.
Maybe this frustration is a good thing? Maybe Not running to the ER is another good sign that I’m starting to take control and not give in to the fear? I know this is a process. I just want it to speed up and go away.