Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Eleven weeks, two days...

Well today started good and well for the most part. I got up and got ready, then went to the doctors office to pick up my meds. Got home and went for a drive with mom. Had supper, went out for a bit, and then went to a work out with the bro. About 8 minutes before I left it hit... The first anxiety attack I've had in over eleven weeks. It wasn't bad but it was definately an attack. I'm not really that upset about it. It wasn't really a big deal. Not like the ones I used to have at all. In the last eleven and a bit weeks I have had momentary jitters that would last for 2 or 3 minutes, but this time it was definately an attack. I said to myself "this is never going to rule my life again!" And it won't. I plan on doing everything in my power to make sure this never gets in my way again. I see my doctor in a couple of days so I'm going to let him know about it. If necasary I'll just get my meds adjusted again. But if it's not that then it won't disrupt my life again because i determined to not let it. It looks like I may have a job interview soon so I plan on carying on nothing has changed. Cause the second I acknowledge that it's a problem is the second it does become problem. It was only minor this time so I'm ready for it if it happens again, no matter what the situation is. Hopefully it will be another eleven weeks till then.

Well thats all I have to say on this fine night. Catch you all later.

2 comments:

SteveTP said...

Dude - the fact that you can still call it a fine night tells me a lot - you got this thing licked man. It's like binge drinking or gambling - sure it'll always be there, but the fact that you don't live in fear of it will keep it at bay. If you give into fear, the terrorists win.

Cptn-Grey said...

Thanks guys. I really apreiciate the support. Thats awesome. And heres to antother eleven weeks hopfully. And to think I was gonna celebrate at 12 weeks. Robbed!! Oh well. Maybe next time :)