Anxiety - A battle - A Stalemate !
A few years ago, we had a couple of friends over for a Diwali Party. My husband and his friend made Weed Brownies. Before this day I had never smoked up. The dessert junkie in me ate two of those. In about 30 minutes, 12 people in my house were laughing like idiots and I was dragging my husband to the hospital. I had just experienced my FIRST PANIC ATTACK ! I couldn't breathe, I had to be given oxygen and 3 injections before I became normal. It is unfair to blame my anxiety on the weed brownies but I guess they just opened a door which I had closed since time immemorial... I had a few more Panic Attacks before a doctor suggested I see a Psychiatrist. My first reaction was : I AM GOING MAD !!! I was losing it. I cried and cried and then cried some more. Visited a Psychiatrist - who didn't make me lie down, didn't even give me my 1 hour to talk - saw me for exactly 4 minutes and gave me an SOS medicine. Were the movies a farce ?Where was my couch ?...
