babsbunny, that's super helpful. Did those nights ever feel like you were having a heart attack? It does feel like anxiety, but on a much grander scale.
I often feel like my heart is too fast, too slow, or skipping beats. Did get an EKG and it was normal.
At first I was terrified. The first time, I was having trouble falling asleep. I very coincidentally and providentially found a tick on my pillow (this was before I had any idea it could be Lyme, but that got the gears turning later). It gave me the heebie jeebies, and then I just started feeling crawly and panicky. I was crying and upset and restless. The next day my head started feeling like it weighed a million pounds, and the back of my skull went numb. My neck and shoulders were stiff and tense, and I had no idea what to do. I swore I was dying.
The next one started with anxiety and panic and restless shaking, twitching, crying, then the air hunger started. Like you just can't breathe. I imagine its what asthma feels like, but never had asthma. I could tell I was breathing fully, but it just doesn't feel like I'm actually getting any oxygen. There's the one bad night, then for a few days after I feel unsettled and have mild breathing attacks. I swore I was dying.
Once, I felt really anxious, and tried to sit myself down and do some mindful breathing... but I couldn't focus my thoughts. So I thought of something I could count in rhythm... okay, my heartbeat. But then I couldn't feel my pulse regularly and thought my heart was skipping beats. Then I recalled all the horror stories of Lyme and death and freaked out. I swore I was dying.
The other time I just woke up in the middle of the night feeling kind of sick and dizzy. Then I started panicking. Then I couldn't breathe. My heart was racing. I was shaking and rocking myself and crying, and had these stupid songs stuck in my head that wouldn't go away. I was finally falling asleep, when I would jerk awake with a big gasp. I swore I was dying.
So I looked back on my millions of pages of notes and calendars, and realized this happened on schedule. Expected my next one at Easter, but since starting Mepron, they have been more frequent, but less intense - or maybe I am just used to it now, and I know what it is, so I don't freak out anymore. I know I'm not dying
And I happen to have the most "gasping" when I'm doing the dishes. I don't know why. Maybe the stinky food and hot steamy water make me not want to breathe too deeply? So I keep gasping like I've forgotten to breathe. My doctor actually said, "well then.. tell your husband you're not supposed to do dishes anymore."
geocaching in April 2016. Found a treasure trove of Lyme and Babesia.
Post Edited (BabsBunny) : 3/19/2017 7:18:04 PM (GMT-6)