EXPLAIN YOUR VERY FIRST PA
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i was just thinking , if we all explain our first attack maybe we can figure i was 16, i met a guy (21) i LOVED him, well then i thought i did and i was a virgin,anyway he basically pressured sex, you know the line girls, either have sex or goodbye, well i was young, anyway 3rd time i get pregnant (great) and when i told him he left me (I NEVER HEARD OR SAW HIM AGAIN) thank god for my mother who took care of everything, i had an abortion (not my desicion) anyway, 1 month later im driving in my car and BANG it hit me like a ton of bricks, i pulled over thinking i was dying, anyway, it came and went for years until my grandfather died and ive never had a panic free day since (1989). so my conclusion……being trapped(preg!), death (afraid of dying) and being completly dependent on mom,(well you can figure that one out, thats my story, thanks for listning amy
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Okay, Here’s my 2cents…. I was sitting at home alone paying bills. After 2 large coffees and 4 cokes. I get up from my chair, I remember it was 3pm on a sunday afternoon. I’m thinking, dang i gotta get something to eat, i’m startin to shake. I get a peice of bread. My heart starts POUNDING,I can’t breath, I’m sweating. I CALL 911. I can’t hardly talk or tell her what’s wrong with me, I tell her i’m having a heart attack. The ambulance comes and i start to feel better. Blood pressure was 140/99. Pulse 110. I feel better so i tell them i don’t want to go to the hospital. They leave…Here it comes again. What the Hell is happening to me, I say to myself. I wanted to call my family but can’t remember their phone numbers or where they are at! I finally remembered my sisters number and got her husband to come take me to the hospital. When he arrived, i started feeling better but still went to the hospital. Waited 2 hours in the waiting room and left. I didn’t even see a doctor. I felt fine…..That was 4 years ago. I didn’t realize all the stress i had in my life at the time. Money, Marriage, Work, Life in general all SUCKED…Some of it now still sucks, but at least i’ve learned to let a lot of it go and not to worry about it. Oh well……my bucks worth.. Dang! that felt good….. boots
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i was just thinking , if we all explain our first attack maybe we can figure i was 16, i met a guy (21) i LOVED him, well then i thought i did and i was a virgin,anyway he basically pressured sex, you know the line girls, either have sex or goodbye, well i was young, anyway 3rd time i get pregnant (great) and when i told him he left me (I NEVER HEARD OR SAW HIM AGAIN) thank god for my mother who took care of everything, i had an abortion (not my desicion) anyway, 1 month later im driving in my car and BANG it hit me like a ton of bricks, i pulled over thinking i was dying, anyway, it came and went for years until my grandfather died and ive never had a panic free day since (1989). so my conclusion……being trapped(preg!), death (afraid of dying) and being completly dependent on mom,(well you can figure that one out, thats my story, thanks for listning amy
Well, mine was real similar to Boots! Now before this I was always a worry wart and was afraid of cars, but nothin to the point of a panic attack. I had just got the kids settled down, my boyfriend was working and I was watching T.V. and eating popcorn! I started feeling dizzy and put it off.. then it got worse and I sttod up , then I thought oh shit, I’m havin a heart attack! I get to the phone and call my mom and said somethins wrong with me, thats all I got out. She says i’m on my way…we’ll i thought I’m gonna die , so I call 911. I’m gasping for air, my heart is beating 110 a minute and I tell the kids not to get scared but somethin is the matter and an ambulance is comin. It gets there and they do their checks and the one guy says your havin a panic attack!!?? I go to the hostp. in the ambulance , they calm me down give me valium and send me home. I am scared shitless! I just know i’m gonna never wake up.Yeah, i woke up the next day and it started again! Kelly — Posted via Talkway – http://www.talkway.com Exchange ideas on practically anything ™.
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Looking pack, I can see where mine grew from. For the past 10 years, since college, I have never really found a job that I liked and that I knew would be a good or great career. So, in time, this was something I was depressed about almost every day. I started drinking a bit, probably a glass of wine or two a night (most nights). Anyway, about a year ago, I started a job that appeared to have great financial potential. The problem was, I was a perfectionist and stressed about every single project I was working on and getting everything 100% correct. At that time, I was spending most of my nights stressing about making my web site (www.specialoperations.com) one of the top sites of its kind. So, I’d be anxious at work, then anxious at home (by this I mean it felt like, all day long, I had adrenaline coursing through my body – no kidding). So, about two months ago I am on the couch and my heart starts slowly racing faster and faster. I genuinely thought I was having a heart attack and dying. I live very close to the fire station and also to the ER (about two miles) and my buddy drove me there ASAP. Anyway, my heart rate was 185 and sitting down only made it worse. I thought I was going to pass out at any second. After sitting in the ER waiting room for three hours, I calmed down and went back home. I have had several incidents since then, even had an EPS study on my heart (my cardiologist thought I had a tachycardia condition in my heart)…
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I didn’t respond to this when I first saw it because I wasn’t sure when I had my first PA. However now I know. Mine was out of the blue it was a nice summer afternoon in 1992 I was sitting in my moms living room drinking a coke and talking with mom. All of the sudden I felt like I couldn’t breathe, I was scared that I was goingto die, my chest was tight, I couldn’t stop coughing and I was nauseated. I asked my mom to call the ambulence. I have always hated drs and hospitals. She did and by the time they got there I was fine. I had a few more attacks and then no more for a year. Jess
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A couple of years ago, I went downtown to pick up my friend’s son at college and bring him home. We live in a relatively large city with a big university and there is a lot of traffic, especially that weekend as everyone was leaving for holiday break. I wasn’t sure exactly where I was going, and when I found the building, there was a narrow little driveway with lots of traffic, and tons of people all over the place, going in all directions. I didn’t know how to find him, and was soon hysterical – the cars were driving too close to me, there were people everywhere, and I felt trapped, didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know it then, but now I’d say that was my first PA. Characteristics: feeling trapped and powerless, not knowing what to do, how to get out and SAFE. take care, Renee No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heaven to the human spirit. –Helen Keller
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I apologize for this being soooo long, I just have to tell you. Another lurker here (since March)…but I really want to get this off my chest… I was sitting at my boyfriend’s house, we were watching a movie and it was about 2 in the morning. At the time, I was working two jobs, one full time, one part time, and I was a full time student at the University. Well, work had built up that week and I was more interested in my job than school at the time (I didn’t want to let my dept down). So I didn’t study for a few exams I had that week. Well, that day I was so tired from work (I usually only got about 3 hours sleep a night) that I skipped school and slept most of the day. My boyfrend had picked up one of my exams for me, I had gotten a 48!! well, I brushed it off and watched the rest of the movie. I started to feel a little dizzy so I stayed at his house that night. Right when he turned off the lights to go to sleep, it happened. I couldn’t stay sdtill. I would sit up, feel dizzy, then lay back down and feel dizzy again. I told him to turn on the lights, that didn’t help. My heart was puonding a thousand beats a minute, I couldn’t breathe, I was screaming at him to call anambulance because I thought I was going to die. He turned to me and said, "Calm down, you are having a pnaic attack.." !!!! How did he know? Well, I laid there and he got me to breathe slowly and started talking about our trip to the beach and how much fun we had, trying to get my mind off of it…After 45 minutes, I calmed down. But that wasn’t the end of it…A week later, I was so scared that I couldnt leave my house. I couldn’t stop shaking and crying, finally I drove to my parents house, after not eating or bathing for about three days, and my mother put me to bed and thats where I stayed for four months. I couldn’t leave the house by myself, not even to walk to the mailbox. I was scared to talk on the phone, or even to check my email. I was too scared to go to the doctor. My mother had to drive me to the therapist ( I am 23 years old, lol)and hold my hand in the office while I bawled my eyes out because I was scared of everyone and everything around me. But now its Septmeber, I’m living on my own again, going to school full time and feeling good, not great, but good. I haven’t had a full blown panic attack for 3 months, I don’t use medications, but I’m not cured. But I can say tis, this newsgroup has really helped…I really thought that I had gone insane, but now I know I’m not the only one. Thank you for reading my ramblings, it just kinda makes me feel better to tell someone. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – i was just thinking , if we all explain our first attack maybe we can figure i was 16, i met a guy (21) i LOVED him, well then i thought i did and i was a virgin,anyway he basically pressured sex, you know the line girls, either have sex or goodbye, well i was young, anyway 3rd time i get pregnant (great) and when i told him he left me (I NEVER HEARD OR SAW HIM AGAIN) thank god for my mother who took care of everything, i had an abortion (not my desicion) anyway, 1 month later im driving in my car and BANG it hit me like a ton of bricks, i pulled over thinking i was dying, anyway, it came and went for years until my grandfather died and ive never had a panic free day since (1989). so my conclusion……being trapped(preg!), death (afraid of dying) and being completly dependent on mom,(well you can figure that one out, thats my story, thanks for listning amy
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Okay here’s mine: I had what I now realize are panic attacks at about 13, but I cannot remember the actual symptoms, just the being terrified bit. But later on, 7 years ago, after my daughter was born (she had really bad reflux and was the sickest kid around until she was 2), I started having trouble breathing, this went on for about 6 months, then I had heart palpiations for about 12 months(wrote my daugter a letter cause i thought i was gonna have a heart attck and die), had a battery of tests, but showed nothing up. Then I had dizziness, which was finally diagnosed as stress…Then about 18 months later, we were on holidays with my parents and sister and bil, and my daughter hurt herself, and I went into full panic mode, with diahorrea,palpitations, that horrible feeling of doom, the works! It was horrendous, I thought i was insane 
( It went on all night that night, and I had such depression and constant panic attacks for months, it was awful ( For the longest time I thought that the psyc has misdiagnosed and that i was nuts. Ditzy x * Sent from RemarQ http://www.remarq.com The Internet’s Discussion Network * The fastest and easiest way to search and participate in Usenet – Free!
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Hi. I am usually a lurker, but here is my first pa. I was on my way to pick up son from kindergarten and I felt weird all of a sudden. then I thought I had something in my throat or it was closing up. I grabbed the babys bottle that was next to me, pulled of the nipple and drank his juice. The feeling stayed all the way to school and home. I was freaked out. For a while it was coming daily, usually in the evenings, but now it has tapered although I always feel as though it could come at any minute. I don’t take meds (pill phobic) and just try to keep busy. I think I have a brain tumor or cancer or something..I have had lots of tests and all come back ok to my amazment. Dawn – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – i was just thinking , if we all explain our first attack maybe we can figure out the stem to all this (i bet everyones simuilar!) ok here i i was 16, i met a guy (21) i LOVED him, well then i thought i did and i was a virgin,anyway he basically pressured sex, you know the line girls, either have sex or goodbye, well i was young, anyway 3rd time i get pregnant (great) and when i told him he left me (I NEVER HEARD OR SAW HIM AGAIN) thank god for my mother who took care of everything, i had an abortion (not my desicion) anyway, 1 month later im driving in my car and BANG it hit me like a ton of bricks, i pulled over thinking i was dying, anyway, it came and went for years until my grandfather died and ive never had a panic free day since (1989). so my conclusion……being trapped(preg!), death (afraid of dying) and being completly dependent on mom,(well you can figure that one out, thats my story, thanks for listning amy Well, mine was real similar to Boots! Now before this I was always a worry wart and was afraid of cars, but nothin to the point of a panic attack. I had just got the kids settled down, my boyfriend was working and I was watching T.V. and eating popcorn! I started feeling dizzy and put it off.. then it got worse and I sttod up , then I thought oh shit, I’m havin a heart attack! I get to the phone and call my mom and said somethins wrong with me, thats all I got out. She says i’m on my way…we’ll i thought I’m gonna die , so I call 911. I’m gasping for air, my heart is beating 110 a minute and I tell the kids not to get scared but somethin is the matter and an ambulance is comin. It gets there and they do their checks and the one guy says your havin a panic attack!!?? I go to the hostp. in the ambulance , they calm me down give me valium and send me home. I am scared shitless! I just know i’m gonna never wake up.Yeah, i woke up the next day and it started again! Kelly — Posted via Talkway – http://www.talkway.com Exchange ideas on practically anything ™.
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Hi All , I now know looking back I set myself up to panic.I accept this because I did not know better at the time. I had moved from WA. to Alabama.It was quite a culture shock and I never really fit in.I became depressed after a year and I cut myself off from home.I could not find away to express my feelings.(so I denied them)I felt Isolated with no support.I started working from 6:am to 2:pm at one job then I would start another at 2:30pm until 8:pm From there I would return to my previous job to close up at 12 midnight. This went on about six months.One day my husband insisted I go to a rodeo with him and not go to work.Someone got hurt riding a bull and I fainted. My husband freaked out and started yelling get a ambulance.When I came to there was a crowd.I felt foolish.The next day I was forced to stay home (every ones insistence).While I was there my thoughts turned inward and I had a full blown panic and went to the doc 30 miles awy.with a wet rag on my head and my hand on my neck feeling my pulse.They diagnosed mono (I dont believe it was right)put on bed rest two weeks.I steadly got worse until i was totally convinced I had Cronic fatigue syndrom. From there you know the rest of the story. Charla – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – i was just thinking , if we all explain our first attack maybe we can figure i was 16, i met a guy (21) i LOVED him, well then i thought i did and i was a virgin,anyway he basically pressured sex, you know the line girls, either have sex or goodbye, well i was young, anyway 3rd time i get pregnant (great) and when i told him he left me (I NEVER HEARD OR SAW HIM AGAIN) thank god for my mother who took care of everything, i had an abortion (not my desicion) anyway, 1 month later im driving in my car and BANG it hit me like a ton of bricks, i pulled over thinking i was dying, anyway, it came and went for years until my grandfather died and ive never had a panic free day since (1989). so my conclusion……being trapped(preg!), death (afraid of dying) and being completly dependent on mom,(well you can figure that one out, thats my story, thanks for listning amy
