When I was in grade school, a few times every single week, for years, I would "get sick" in Science class. I still remember my teacher's name. Anything relating to the body or diseases, any kind of biology, I'd start to get nauseous, sometimes even vomit, and get sweaty, have a racing heart, and she eventually got used to me raising my hand, all to often, asking to be excused because "I didn't feel very good."
Spent a whole heck of a lot of time in the nurses office, I'll tell you.
That was the only subject that made me anxious and panic.
Then years later, go figure, I worked in the medical and fitness field, and it's been my love, my instinct, my passion for decades! I never thought that would happen.
Hang tough, you may surprise yourself yet! :)
M.