My day so far
Question:
Good luck with your next appointment. Was this a pdoc or a therapist? Did he give you a diagnosis? Sasha
He’s a mental health nurse…… There was no diagnosis as such….. however, he mentioned that my condition relates somewhat to GAD, also wants to tackle my "phobias"……! (Dark/Tunnels-Underground/Heights)
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any So I went back inside and called a taxi. Way to go with sticking with it. I think I would have given up after the car didn’t start. I can’t believe this actually happened with all the driving worries, they are supposed to be irrational worries but sometimes they do come true. I’m glad you made it there. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!) I’ve actually done this before with my first allergist appointment, went to the hospital next door! Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake 
– I hope) So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
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Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any I went back inside and called a taxi.
Way to go with sticking with it. I think I would have given up after the car didn’t start. I can’t believe this actually happened with all the driving worries, they are supposed to be irrational worries but sometimes they do come true. I’m glad you made it there. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!)
I’ve actually done this before with my first allergist appointment, went to the hospital next door! – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I
hope) Good luck with your next appointment. Was this a pdoc or a therapist? Did he give you a diagnosis? Sasha – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
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I don’t know what your afternoon will be like, but if it was I, finding out why the car didn’t start would be a priority! Boyd – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any went back inside and called a taxi. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!) Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I hope) So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
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You did a great job today, Skye! You go, girl! Take care, Liz – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any went back inside and called a taxi. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!) Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I hope) So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
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should’ve walked!!)LOL — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Sounds like a great start 
) You did very well. How far is it to your Community Health Centre from where you live? Sandra Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any So I went back inside and called a taxi. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!) Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I hope) So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
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One of my biggest fears is that my anxiety/panic was going to make me (if not already) go crazy (totally mental). Ken was able to reassure me that anxiety in itself is not dangerous (as such to make a person mental). And that it was my body working properly against natural responses to attacks & anxiety at inopportune times)…… Is this making sense? I just wanted to clarify it here to make sure that I am understanding what he is telling me. I’ll be seeing him regularly from now on….. he wants to tackle the "what to do when panic hits" issues next time…… go through my thought processes some more and discuss ways in overcoming (or reversing) my fear of fears. day by myself, and rather than run up the phone bill, I’d prefer to write messages in here and read through what other people have written. I’ve already taken in so much from you guys – thanks a bunch!!!! (((((ASAP)))))) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any I went back inside and called a taxi. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!) Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I hope) So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
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Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!!
<snip Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre [...]
<snip Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home.
Wow. Even after so many "false starts" to the day, you did it! Congratulations for facing the odds and beating them. -l.
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Sounds like a great start ) You did very well. How far is it to your Community Health Centre from where you live? Sandra
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any I went back inside and called a taxi. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!) Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I hope) So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
Response:
Ok, Gosh…… where do I start? First of all, I had finally plucked up enough courage and determination to drive to my appointment…… and I get out unlock the car, get in, belt up…… and the bloody thing wouldn’t start!!!! I tried at least 10 times…. but it just wouldn’t kick over (this is not helping my nerves any went back inside and called a taxi. Then I arrive at what I think is the Community Centre, walk inside (after a quick smoke to calm me), and I am faced with over 20 little old ladies sitting down playing Bingo!!! (I might like to add here that I just wanted to run right away…… I can’t do this!) Then a lady walks up to me n I ask her where I can find Ken (my nurse)….. she is friendly enough, and shows me where I have to go…… (I went to the wrong building!!) Finally, I’m in the waiting room……. my mind is ticking over, (I don’t know for sure if I should be here or not… What do I tell this bloke anyways? ra ra ra!) I can feel that headache….. it’s just pounding by now and I want to get home. Then I meet Ken, he is a middle aged man, with a friendly face. In his office I surprisingly feel relaxed, and I can feel my headache subsiding (altho, I know it is still there – just not as bad now). We have a chat for a while about everything on my mind….. Ken reassures me that I’m not crazy!!! (I know this now – I mean, REALLY KNOW IT). I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I hope) So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) — Skye…xxx I know I’m special…… ‘cos God don’t make no Junk!
Response:
Skye, you did GREAT! –especially coping after the car disaster, LOL!! Congrats… I’m glad you liked Ken and hope he can continue to help you. Enjoy the rest of the day. xxoo Anne
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:I have a few things to read and a questionaire to fill out, and I have :another appointment to see him on the 21st May. (Piece of cake – I hope) : :So, all in all, I think I did pretty well. : :Well, there you go guys……. That was my day so far! (And it’s still not :even lunch time – What will my afternoon be like???) : Dear Skye, You did really well!! I`m so glad that this visit went so well and that you got a nice nurse ) Jackie ~*~I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. ~Harper Lee~ ~~To Kill a Mockingbird~~
