I had some kind of weird mini-breakdown today. It was strange. I was sitting in the managers office after eating my lunch and was chatting to someone about my possible transfer to a Suffolk store. Listening to myself talk about it made me realise that there are some nice things coming up soon and I got this weird rush of excitement that made me a bit giddy. When I went to get up and go back to work my legs went a bit skewy and I had to sit down again. My head started spinning, my vision went odd and I noticed my fingers were trembling a bit. It only lasted a few minutes and then it all passed but it left me feeling knackered, and a wee bit concerned.
I called Sister Sophie when I got home and asked her about it. There’s no point having relatives in the medical world if you’re not going to take advantage of them, right?
She says it sounded like a kind of panic attack. I said “But I wasn’t feeling panicky. I was feeling fine.” Apparently, she tells me, panic attacks do not have to involve a feeling of panic, which sounds a bit paradoxical to me, but what do I know?
She said it was probably the culmination of all the hassles and heartaches about houses. We’ve been pent-up and anxious and unsettled for so long that we probably didn’t realise how stressful it all was, and now it’s finally getting sorted our bodies are allowing it all to come out. The relaxation brought on by the spa yesterday has kick-started us into recovery mode and this is the reaction.
So I called Philippa to see if she’d felt something similar and she said “No - I’ve been absolutely fine”
Bloody women.
RC 23-6-14
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