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<blockquote data-quote="Lil" data-source="post: 640803" data-attributes="member: 17309"><p>In an attempt to lighten your mood, I have a funny panic attack story. (Really, it's funny.)</p><p></p><p>As I may have mentioned, Jabber is my second husband. The first, difficult child's biodad, was just an ass. He nearly ruined me financially, cheated on me, threatened me, etc. Never worked, spent all my money every months, wouldn't even watch our son...I had to get daycare! After all that HE left ME. Of course, I wouldn't let him come back, but still.</p><p></p><p>So I was terrified of getting remarried. Poor Jabber was a saint. He'd come home to find me crying hysterically and saying I couldn't marry him because of all my financial problems, etc. I made him swear he'd just divorce me if he wanted someone else. I made sure he understood how many kids we might have (ONE!). We couldn't move far from the apartment I was already in so I would be near my friends in case something happened and we broke up! And the wedding! I stressed over every detail! The only reason I wasn't a bridezilla was I did all the work myself!</p><p></p><p>The day came and I was completely calm! Smiling, happy. It was awesome. Then during his vows I started sobbing hysterically! LOL You can hear me on the wedding video sniffing snot and I started thinking, "Next time I get married I'm bringing tissues!" Then I thought, "OMG! I have to kiss him and my nose is running!" Which made me start laughing. What a trip. But that wasn't the bad part...</p><p></p><p>Two weeks later, we've been home from the honeymoon a week, I'm back at work, and I spend the entire day for no reason at all, feeling like someone is sitting on my chest. It just doesn't go away, so I go to Urgent Care after work. They do an EKG, normal. They do a breathing test, normal. They give me this quiz, come back, and say, "You're having a panic attack. Here's a prescription for Lithium (or something like that)." I LOST IT. I started just laughing and laughing and the doctor was quite taken aback. I explained that, first, my wedding was two weeks before and the stress was actually over and second, I was the first woman my husband had ever dated that didn't take some type of mood altering substance and I was absolutely NOT going to keep that streak going. With that, I balled up the Rx and tossed it. LOL </p><p></p><p>I've had panic attacks since then. Every once in a while someone sits on my chest again. Really, I try to remember that day and it makes me feel better. </p><p></p><p></p><p>GOOD FOR YOU QUITTING SMOKING AGAIN!!! </p><p></p><p>I've been sick since last Sunday. I kept smoking, not many but still, through Wed. Thursday I was coughing my lungs up all day and didn't even think about smoking. Yesterday, I said, "You know, this is a good time to quit." Jabber agreed so we gave difficult child our last pack of smokes. Today, after difficult child drama, Jabber bought an e-cig, I've taken 2 puffs and don't really want it. </p><p></p><p>I once quit for 8 years!!! And started again. How stupid is that?</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lil, post: 640803, member: 17309"] In an attempt to lighten your mood, I have a funny panic attack story. (Really, it's funny.) As I may have mentioned, Jabber is my second husband. The first, difficult child's biodad, was just an ass. He nearly ruined me financially, cheated on me, threatened me, etc. Never worked, spent all my money every months, wouldn't even watch our son...I had to get daycare! After all that HE left ME. Of course, I wouldn't let him come back, but still. So I was terrified of getting remarried. Poor Jabber was a saint. He'd come home to find me crying hysterically and saying I couldn't marry him because of all my financial problems, etc. I made him swear he'd just divorce me if he wanted someone else. I made sure he understood how many kids we might have (ONE!). We couldn't move far from the apartment I was already in so I would be near my friends in case something happened and we broke up! And the wedding! I stressed over every detail! The only reason I wasn't a bridezilla was I did all the work myself! The day came and I was completely calm! Smiling, happy. It was awesome. Then during his vows I started sobbing hysterically! LOL You can hear me on the wedding video sniffing snot and I started thinking, "Next time I get married I'm bringing tissues!" Then I thought, "OMG! I have to kiss him and my nose is running!" Which made me start laughing. What a trip. But that wasn't the bad part... Two weeks later, we've been home from the honeymoon a week, I'm back at work, and I spend the entire day for no reason at all, feeling like someone is sitting on my chest. It just doesn't go away, so I go to Urgent Care after work. They do an EKG, normal. They do a breathing test, normal. They give me this quiz, come back, and say, "You're having a panic attack. Here's a prescription for Lithium (or something like that)." I LOST IT. I started just laughing and laughing and the doctor was quite taken aback. I explained that, first, my wedding was two weeks before and the stress was actually over and second, I was the first woman my husband had ever dated that didn't take some type of mood altering substance and I was absolutely NOT going to keep that streak going. With that, I balled up the Rx and tossed it. LOL I've had panic attacks since then. Every once in a while someone sits on my chest again. Really, I try to remember that day and it makes me feel better. GOOD FOR YOU QUITTING SMOKING AGAIN!!! I've been sick since last Sunday. I kept smoking, not many but still, through Wed. Thursday I was coughing my lungs up all day and didn't even think about smoking. Yesterday, I said, "You know, this is a good time to quit." Jabber agreed so we gave difficult child our last pack of smokes. Today, after difficult child drama, Jabber bought an e-cig, I've taken 2 puffs and don't really want it. I once quit for 8 years!!! And started again. How stupid is that? [/QUOTE]
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