Well, any sane person has expectations before they do something. And since I ,as far I know, am indeed a sane person. Well that is up for debate...but MOVING ON....
So my Father and Stepmother are a bit...I guess the word I'm looking for is controlling. So they have bugged my mother, my sister, me, my friends, their friends....okay, okay you get the picture...on trying to get my sister and I to take formal swimming lessons for years. I mean
YEARS! So finally at the beginning of the summer they handed be an ultimatum. I get to take swimming this summer or during the school year...as a class. Okay so obviously i wasn't going to take swimming as a class
a) Who wants to go to class damp
b) It's called aquatic fitness, not swimming-who knows what it really is...
c) I can't take a whole semester of water...it's too much...
Which meant I had to take lessons this summer, luckily I was able to get 4 private lessons-yes! So in th end they agreed to let my sister and I take the four lessons.
Toward the end of the first lesson I was doing the breaststroke in the lap lane. And I while I'm swimming I'm thinking. Which let me tell you is NOT a good idea. So I was thinking about my Dad and Stepmom, and whenever I think about them and me I get a little uncomfortable. Well, this time I had a panic attack. While in the water-in the deep end. I got out of the water because I had started to hyperventilate. I realized that if I stayed in water I could drown.
Panic Attacks are very scary. Especially for the person having one. It's hard when you have one because you can't calm down. Luckily for me I knew that I was having one so I knew a little what to do. I kept telling myself to calm down breath in, breath out. You see, I got more anxious because I wasn't able to calm down so it made it worse. Finally I was able to calm down a bit and do some more swimming. I still was panicky however. When I swam back to get out of the pool to where my mom was sitting I had another one because I was trying to tell my mom about having the first one.
I had a panic attack before. I was in the car with my Dad on the phone with my mom the morning before my first final exams. This one was different because I wasn't hyperventilating. It was a instant nausea, chills, hot flashes, rapid heart beat, sweating, and trembling. This was the first time I'd had one and it freaked me out.
After I had the one at the pool, I got a bit paranoid. I was constantly thinking about panic attacks, and what if it happened again. I almost refused to go back to the pool because I thought it might trigger another one. Paranoid right? Well I'm better now. But when I get anxious or even a little nervous I think oh my gosh, what if this turns into a panic attack. This isn't normal.
SO here's what we've learned:
A) Thinking about my Dad and Step mom always makes me a bit anxious, which is BAD!
B) I have to go to the doctor now...so we can be 100% sure I'm having panic attacks and not heart attacks-I'm 99.99999% sure that I'm not having a heart attack.
C) This means I'll probably start having to see a shrink.
Unfortunately if I do go to the doctor that means I'll have to tell my Father and Step Mother about this second/third panic attack. I don't know if they'll believe me because my stepmom when I told her about the first one told me it wasn't a panic attack, to not make stuff up, and that panic attacks always involved shortness of breath.
BTW-That isn't true.
Gah! This is crazy. Well, thats all for now folks!