Hey folks,
I've been doing very well with my anxiety for almost three years now. I had no major attacks from 2011-2014. In January of 2014 I got married and at that time I was doing so well that my doctor and I discussed trying to taper off my SSRI (I take 40mg of Celexa daily before I fall asleep at night). Well, a few months later, surprise surprise, I had a massive anxiety attack when I was up in Rickett's Glenn, a campground in the Poconos, Pennsylvania. It's a very remote area, no cell signal, no internet, no phones etc. so for a guy who enjoys feeling like he's connected to his friends, you can imagine how the isolation hit me. I don't believe I've ever felt so trapped. It was like being in solitary confinement even though my wife was right next to me and three of our friends were in the next room of the cabin.
In August last year my wife and I had to travel up to Rhode Island for a friend's wedding. I thought I'd be ok and was still tapering off my meds at this time. Well, the first night we were there, laying in bed in our hotel room, another huge panic attack. I had residual anxiety for the rest of the trip and although I forced myself to go to the wedding, by the morning we were scheduled to go home my wife was starting to get very annoyed with me, which of course just made me feel worse.
There were two more major anxiety attacks near the end of the year before I told my doctor that things hadn't been going well. She immediately recommended resuming my original dosage of Celexa. I was also prescribed Klonopin and Ativan to take only as needed for times when the panic was extremely acute.
Most of 2015 thus far has been fairly quiet, until today. This morning I woke up with a stomach bug, severe nausea, heartburn, diarrhea, dizziness etc. I didn't feel too bad until about
11am when I decided I was going to have to leave work because I was feeling so lousy. Being sick to my stomach is the number one thing that triggers my panic attacks, so you can imagine what the rest of this day has been like. I finally caved and took an Ativan about
an hour ago (I really do try to use benzodiazepines sparingly, given the studies surrounding them), and it's calmed me down a bit, but I still feel very on edge. My wife got home from work about
half an hour ago and she's been a sweetie and made me toast and talked me through some of the panic, but it would help to read some funny stories about
other peoples' anxiety on here. I've got a few embarrassing stories myself, so I'll share if the thread gets going a bit.
As always to all the wonderful people on the HealingWell anxiety and panic board, thanks for being here whenever anybody needs a shoulder to lean on.