Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 7:21 pm
				
				My wife had the foresight to invest in this program for me well over a year ago when my "problems" were fairly mild.  Today, I'm very thankful she did.
I'm just starting out with Session 1. I'm pushing 30 (come January 1 I won't be pushing anymore), and the father of five munchkins. I have about a billion reasons to be overly stressed out in any given day. Stress never used to bother me, but the cumulative damage over the past four years or so has finally gotten to me.
After listening to the Support Person CD (with the Mrs.) I now see that I've had anxious tendencies my entire life. It's only recently that I began feeling this badly, and very recently since panic attacks have set in.
I used to have a very physical job and pulled a muscle in my chest. It felt like I was having a heart attack. I was diagnosed with costacondritus, and it eventually began causing major anxiety. Up until that point, I honestly believed I was invincible. After that, I had everything from brain tumors to colon cancer.
My wake-up call came when I was diagnosed with barrett's esophagus. The "real" condition made the "fake" ones disappear. I'm coping okay with my barrett's. It is very low grade (no disphagia) and new research suggests that so long as my acid reflux remains controlled, there is a good chance it will stay that way.
But the door was open, and over the past several years I have had several major bouts with depression and anxiety. Usually it was over my barrett's. I would present a symptom or two of my barrett's worsening and assume I was developing cancer from it. A scope in July eased my mind: no change. Then it was prostate problems... I was positive I had prostate problems because I had a symptom. Went to a urologist and, while I wouldn't carve it in stone, he gave me his opinion and it eased my mind a lot.
My first true panic attack was a monster. It happened about two weekends ago. I was on the set of my current film project and started trembling. My heart was beating out of my chest. I felt numb. Pain. At first I didn't say anything, but it worsened to the point where I had to. Fortunately, one of the cast members is also a nurse, and he was able to determine it was probably a panic attack. I drank some water, had some food, calmed down.
On the drive home it happened again and it was much worse. I called 911 and pulled over. The EMT's arrived and hooked me up to their machine. They saw that my heartrate was high and my bp was up (it's up all the time anyway) and diagnosed it as a panic attack.
I've had a few since then. Had one last night at dinner with my family at Applebees. But I went out this evening with a friend of mine and had a terrific time.
I'm not a social butterfly but I love going out with friends and family. I was nervous about trying again tonight but it went very well. I don't know, maybe it was the hour we spent at the driving range that loosened me up.
Sorry, getting off topic. Anyway, I'm pretty overweight (pushing 280, I'm pretty sure). I started at a gym in September but my personal trainer quit and I stopped going because it felt too much like work. But after seeing how well my anxiety responded to the physical activity at the driving range, I think I may try the gym again but with a new attitude. It's my time, to make my body look the way I want it. It's not "work" it's my choice, and I'm doing it because it's what I want and what I know my body needs.
So - sorry for the looooong first post. Just thought I would get the introductory and history stuff out of the way. I'm excited to be on this journey, and I look forward to not only taking my life back, but making it even better than it was before. Thanks for enduring the ramble! I look forward to getting to know everyone here and sharing in this journey together.
			I'm just starting out with Session 1. I'm pushing 30 (come January 1 I won't be pushing anymore), and the father of five munchkins. I have about a billion reasons to be overly stressed out in any given day. Stress never used to bother me, but the cumulative damage over the past four years or so has finally gotten to me.
After listening to the Support Person CD (with the Mrs.) I now see that I've had anxious tendencies my entire life. It's only recently that I began feeling this badly, and very recently since panic attacks have set in.
I used to have a very physical job and pulled a muscle in my chest. It felt like I was having a heart attack. I was diagnosed with costacondritus, and it eventually began causing major anxiety. Up until that point, I honestly believed I was invincible. After that, I had everything from brain tumors to colon cancer.
My wake-up call came when I was diagnosed with barrett's esophagus. The "real" condition made the "fake" ones disappear. I'm coping okay with my barrett's. It is very low grade (no disphagia) and new research suggests that so long as my acid reflux remains controlled, there is a good chance it will stay that way.
But the door was open, and over the past several years I have had several major bouts with depression and anxiety. Usually it was over my barrett's. I would present a symptom or two of my barrett's worsening and assume I was developing cancer from it. A scope in July eased my mind: no change. Then it was prostate problems... I was positive I had prostate problems because I had a symptom. Went to a urologist and, while I wouldn't carve it in stone, he gave me his opinion and it eased my mind a lot.
My first true panic attack was a monster. It happened about two weekends ago. I was on the set of my current film project and started trembling. My heart was beating out of my chest. I felt numb. Pain. At first I didn't say anything, but it worsened to the point where I had to. Fortunately, one of the cast members is also a nurse, and he was able to determine it was probably a panic attack. I drank some water, had some food, calmed down.
On the drive home it happened again and it was much worse. I called 911 and pulled over. The EMT's arrived and hooked me up to their machine. They saw that my heartrate was high and my bp was up (it's up all the time anyway) and diagnosed it as a panic attack.
I've had a few since then. Had one last night at dinner with my family at Applebees. But I went out this evening with a friend of mine and had a terrific time.
I'm not a social butterfly but I love going out with friends and family. I was nervous about trying again tonight but it went very well. I don't know, maybe it was the hour we spent at the driving range that loosened me up.
Sorry, getting off topic. Anyway, I'm pretty overweight (pushing 280, I'm pretty sure). I started at a gym in September but my personal trainer quit and I stopped going because it felt too much like work. But after seeing how well my anxiety responded to the physical activity at the driving range, I think I may try the gym again but with a new attitude. It's my time, to make my body look the way I want it. It's not "work" it's my choice, and I'm doing it because it's what I want and what I know my body needs.
So - sorry for the looooong first post. Just thought I would get the introductory and history stuff out of the way. I'm excited to be on this journey, and I look forward to not only taking my life back, but making it even better than it was before. Thanks for enduring the ramble! I look forward to getting to know everyone here and sharing in this journey together.