Here it is, 9:50 on a Sunday and I am repeating the same things I do every week. I had a nice weekend. I had no panic, but still a little confusion, anxiety and dissociation. But I remember where I was about 3 Sundays ago. I felt completely detached and out of focus. That was the day I worked on the front yard to even out the dunes to get ready for our sod. I also did some other yardwork like mowing the back lawn. By the end of the weekend, I felt a lot like myself again.
Sometimes we forget about how bad we felt and how down we were, but others around us see it differently.
Right now I feel energetic because I just finished my leg workout and we're watching a boot copy of Alice in Wonderland. Just about to have some chamomile tea. But I still feel nervous about the week starting tomorrow. I am nervous about doing my inspection route because of what happened last tuesday with the panic that led to the dissociation.
I know I will have to take a whole diazepam tomorrow. I also know my appointment with my therapist is on April 28 - 2 weeks from this wednesday. I am so looking forward to it. I can talk about this with my wife, but she does not fully understand because she does not have the same anxieties. I thank God for that.
I think back to how well I felt just a few days ago and how I feel now. It's odd how we swing from one feeling to another. Just about a week and a half ago, I felt like saying that I think I am back to normal
Well, I have vented enough.
Thanks to all for listening,
David