I haven't been on here in I don't know how long. After a nearly 2 year battle, I had been symptom-free long enough for my doctor to recomend lowering my meds. We discussed it, and I decided to start lowering the dosage after the new year. Anyway, I got a phone call from my dad's nursing facility yesterday, informing me that he has tested positive for Covid-19.
Not the news I needed to hear. I tossed and turned all night last night. Despite that, I got up, got dressed, and went to school to help with carnival set up. On my drive, panic hit. I lost my breath, my chest was aching, mind racing....all the feels
I had to literally talk myself down in my car.
In the past, this would have defeated me. I would have gone home, or to the emergency room before Covid was a thing.
So while I have taken extra medication tonight to help me stay calm, I am still proud that I didn't let anxiety control me today.
I am also getting close to my 2 year anniversary being smoke-free. I am hoping that threshold will help with the anxiety too.