1. A month ago my 12 year old daughter was life flighted to a nearby childrens hospital due to complications of a fall she had at school... long story short - they thought she knicked the artery behind her leg and was possibility that she would lose her leg. It turned out to be only a spasm but that was very traumatic. for both of us (all of us).
2. I had a HUGE fight with my best friend whom I work with. that also got resolved.
3. Today I was threatened th be sued.
4. My 12 daughter was having dizzy spells and heart palpations at school. The doctor thinks she is having panick attacks. they did an ekg on her today - we'll get results tomorrow. I am terribly frightened that she may have this horrible disorder. That gives me anxiety.
So over a months time I have ligitimate reasons to feel anxious and have my favorite part of anxiety.... heart palps. What is more frustrating then anything, my husband practically needs - no.... he needs to be told that I need his affection and attention. I hate that I have to tell him that he needs to recognize that it has been a very long month. He is a sensitive man so its very frustrating that he doesn't see that I need comforted. A simple gesture would make my day. Today I told all about the terrible day - he listened and then when I was done talking and he said a couple things he said I have to wash the dog.
Don't get me wrong - he's a great husband but he very much lacks in the comforting & affection department. I know he's capable of giving me the attention I need I just wish I didn't have to ask for it. When I talked to him abo9ut he got offended and said sorry that I am a horrible husband. I don't mean that at all. I truly wish he could figure out that after a month of bad things happeneing I could use something anything......
Am I being to self centered or are my expectations too high????
I have been doing a pretty good job of handeling my anxiety (symptoms). I am getting better. It still scares me but I am doing better. My husband is my comfort zone - he makes me feel safe. So that is why I need his attention. I have told him before but for some reason I have to keep telling him.
I don't know what to do. I know what I would do if he needed me... I guess I wish he would know what to do for me. It doesn't mean the same if I have to tell him. I know I am rambling.