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Re: I almost died a few minutes ago
| quote: | Originally posted by d!abolic
I'm posting this so i can look back later and still remember what this feels like. My hands are shaking and i've got tears in my eyes. Feeling very very lucky to be typing this right now. The words "NOT LIKE THIS, NOT LIKE THIS" still echoing in my head. What the FUCK was that?! I woke up, tried to breathe in and... it didn't work! All that came out of me was a high-pitch sound, but no air came in. Do you remember that guy who's lung collapsed in that war movie? I sounded EXACTLY like that. I try to breathe in again. Nothing. I start getting worried. I get up from my bed, try harder, but still nothing. I start wondering how much longer i can go on like this. I try again. Nothing. I start suffocating. Life flashing before my eyes? Bullshit. All i could think was "NOT LIKE THIS, NOT LIKE THIS, I DON'T WANT MY MOM TO FIND ME DEAD ON THE FLOOR WHEN SHE WAKES UP!" I start stumbling. I'm running out of air. I give it one last try. And it works. What the fuck was that? What the FUCK was that?! I'm going to the clinic! |
Karma's a bitch, eh ? Either that, or stop doing all that juice. In any cawe, looks like you're ok and back to posting drivel. Welcome back, diablo. 
*oh, and i was quite surprised to find the mack of the TOTA forum still lives with his MOM !!! LOL, could that possibly be the reason you're having this anxiety attack ?* j/k 
On a more serious note. If there is a reoccurence of the attack, it might be a good idea to let a doctor see you. Now that you've put so eloquently into words the trauma of the entire experience, i think a doctor shouldn't have any problems in diagnosing and treating it.
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"Hell is full of musical amateurs; music is the brandy of the damned."
~ George Bernard Shaw
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Though i gotta admit, that does create stress.
