I joined last week after telling some friends what was going on with me for the past few years. Didn't know what was happening the next day but knew my fight/flight was activated on Tuesday. Wednesday it was nearly out of control and I lost myself on an "extended" walk. Friday, I was shaking and went numb in the face and my entire body was tingling. There was no emotion until late Friday, nor any specific memory of an event or person. I was blank. I was experiencing memory loss and short moments of black outs. Although I spoke with a friend who suffers as well, she said calling the doctors would only mean meds. I've never experienced that level of attack before without lucid memories, so I didn't know how to attack/shut it down. My only instinct was to run, run, run!
My T talked me down. Said she was surprised I hadn't experienced this sooner. Please bear in mind I was having blackouts and memory loss, so I will know better later this week when we speak. But I remember her saying my physical sensations were a natural neurological reaction given lack of oxygen during a prolonged attack. Also, since I am finally feeling safe that it didn't surprise her to see me not having a specific thought or feeling, but having spoken to friends who stirred so much deep rooted anger that I tried my hardest to hide, that there wouldn't be a specific memory or thought with this episode.
I had my blood pressure measured about an hour after I started to calm down and could drive again. I'm meeting with my doctor on Monday for the first time since I knew what was happening to me, so that should be an interesting conversation. My therapist and I meet Tuesday.
Although my T has historically strongly urged me away from wrong thought paths and ideas (and STRONGLY asked then pleaded for me to leave my job towards the end), I am finding that while I know she mentioned PTSD both specifically and metaphorically, I can't remember her actual saying it. I will be asking for further details when we speak. We have spoke of PTSD symptoms now for many months (if not for over a year) and she has always agreed and never led me in another direction. She knows I've been researching and still never redirected me. Yet, when I explained my thoughts last week about opening up to friends that abandoned me and the issues as the catalyst, she was quick to say that while she understands, to not compromise myself by not blaming them for what they did and laying blame on myself for it all. Not once in the past year has she ever tried to stop me from exploring chronic PTSD... Not once... Finding that I truly need to hear my T give me a name and date of diagnosis, but I am terrified to ask and give that to my doctor.
I hate meds!!!!
My T talked me down. Said she was surprised I hadn't experienced this sooner. Please bear in mind I was having blackouts and memory loss, so I will know better later this week when we speak. But I remember her saying my physical sensations were a natural neurological reaction given lack of oxygen during a prolonged attack. Also, since I am finally feeling safe that it didn't surprise her to see me not having a specific thought or feeling, but having spoken to friends who stirred so much deep rooted anger that I tried my hardest to hide, that there wouldn't be a specific memory or thought with this episode.
I had my blood pressure measured about an hour after I started to calm down and could drive again. I'm meeting with my doctor on Monday for the first time since I knew what was happening to me, so that should be an interesting conversation. My therapist and I meet Tuesday.
Although my T has historically strongly urged me away from wrong thought paths and ideas (and STRONGLY asked then pleaded for me to leave my job towards the end), I am finding that while I know she mentioned PTSD both specifically and metaphorically, I can't remember her actual saying it. I will be asking for further details when we speak. We have spoke of PTSD symptoms now for many months (if not for over a year) and she has always agreed and never led me in another direction. She knows I've been researching and still never redirected me. Yet, when I explained my thoughts last week about opening up to friends that abandoned me and the issues as the catalyst, she was quick to say that while she understands, to not compromise myself by not blaming them for what they did and laying blame on myself for it all. Not once in the past year has she ever tried to stop me from exploring chronic PTSD... Not once... Finding that I truly need to hear my T give me a name and date of diagnosis, but I am terrified to ask and give that to my doctor.
I hate meds!!!!