Hi everyone
I'm new. 53 years old with severe Health Anxiety which has got worse, particularly since my periods stopped at 49. I am having such bad panic attacks it's untrue. Started with a bad back which I convinced myself was the Big C. Went to see our doc in work and burst into tears in the room. I wrote everything down so that he could see but still burst into tears when I saw him. He wasn't at all concerned about my back, but did recommend some CBT therapy as he could see I was clearly anxious. I also saw my own GP about my back, who diagnosed sciatica and recommended physiotherapy.
I've had the most horrendous symptoms; fizzing and numbness in face, arms and legs, feeling nauseous and sick and off my food. Have seen my GP/his registrar 3 times in a week – his registrar has put me on Sertraline to combat the anxiety – 25mg to start for 2 weeks, then 50mg for 2 weeks after that and go back and see him in a month. Everytime I write my symptoms down and they are all pointing to anxiety. In my heart of hearts I know that is what this is, but it doesn't stop me. I've been waking up every night in a panic. I'm tired, and I'm waking up my husband as well, who is equally supportive but frustrated in the same measure. I'm doing the classic, googling, seeking reassurance to the nth degree. The CBT therapist told me to stay off it but that's fallen by the wayside. I am seeing her again on Tuesday so will confess my sins. She's told me to write down a diary and I have got pages of my scribblings – to be honest I think it makes me sound mad.
This morning I got up and my legs literally went from under me and I fell on the floor – frightened the life out of both of us and OH dragged me off to A & E. Saw a lovely nurse/practitioner who did various tests for neurological things, had ECG, blood pressure, urine test, and confirmed all was well. He also tested for a serious condition associated with sciatica and confirmed that all was well on that score as well. Apparently when I went to the loo to do my urine test he spoke to my OH, as I had been a bit teary, who told him what my fears were and he was very reassuring with him. I said that I had expected (needed?) a brain scan (what??) and he said I was presenting nothing that indicated anything like that was needed. He spoke at length to me and OH, and was very reassuring. He said that he couldn't deal with the anxiety, but did say that the CBT and Sertraline would help.
So why when I was lying on the sofa asleep did I wake up with body tingling and fizzing and shaking and face numb and in a blind panic? I was on my own as OH had gone to a Lodge meeting and wouldn't be in until very late this evening. I am nearly in tears writing this; feel so shakey and worried, convinced that I should have had scans or something at the hospital this morning and that I really have something serious. I can't phone my mum, as she doesn't know what is happening with me at the moment – she is 79 and I don't want to panic her.
I have a lovely life, good job and family and friends who love me, so why can't I accept what I am told? OH says that some nights he looks at me and I look haunted, and I know I look as though I have aged ten years. We are going away next weekend to a Lodge Ladies weekend – I am the President's lady and have to make a speech. We've got friends coming but I am absolutely terrified, convinced I have something serious or terminal and won't be able to go.
OMG I hate this, it's terrifying. I have never felt so low, and I am afraid of making myself really ill. After a sleepless night, literally, I phoned and spoke to my doctor who had obviously had the report from the hospital. I explained everything I was worried about and he confirmed that there was nothing I had told him that would indicate that I needed to go anywhere near scans or further tests. He urged me to continue with the Sertraline, and told me to ring him next week to let him now how I was going on.
Sorry it's so long, but I just needed to tell someone.