Hi.
Umm…this is a bit weird for me. I’m not known to be a panicky kind of guy, and generally I think everything is going pretty cool for me. The only stress I have is money and it doesn’t particularly preoccupy my thoughts. I have a good time, I live a decent life.
Anyhow, last week I got up at 6:50, showered and ran off to catch a tram. I felt a little funky, cuz I had a few beers the night before, but nothing too unusual. As I got on the tram, all of a sudden this wave of nausea hit me. I crounched down (there were no free seats) and I waited to the next stop. At the next stop, some folk got off, and I found myself a seat. One stop later, I thought I was going to puke. My head was spinning, reality was fading in and out, was I going to faint? I dunno. I decided to get off at the next stop, there being a McDonald’s there, and a toilet I could use. Next thing I know, there’s people standing over me saying “Segithetek?” (“Can I help you” in Hungarian.) I had fainted. No recollection of getting up from my seat. I was outside the doors of the tram somehow. Some man helped me. I went to my former place of work, chilled out for a bit, and cancelled my plans for the day.
OK. So an hour later I took the tram back home. I was a bit worried that I might feel queasy being on the tram again, but I was relatively okay. I get home and I rest. The next day, I use the tram and the metro several times without incident. However, at night, I use the tram again, and I have this wave of uneasiness rush over me. I don’t really feel like I’m going to faint, but I do feel a bit out of it. Somehow, I’m no longer connected to reality. I feel like I’m in a dream state. I am conscious of what is going on, but I feel oddly disconnected to it. I get off the tram, walk a bit, then decide to call my girlfriend to meet me.
She meets me 15 minutes later, and I still feel like I’m half-real. I continue my plans, since I don’t want to establish a pattern of avoidence, but this is really starting to take a psychological toll on me. The next couple days, every time I go out it is a struggle NOT to get into pattern. I go to the market or to meet a friend, and when I’m alone, there’s waves of “warmth” and discomfort passing through my body. Every so often there’s a release and I feel normal again, but it’s a conscious struggle to keep my body from going into panic mode.
What the fuck is up with me? I’m seeing a doctor on Friday to get a full physical, and I am a bit ill this week. However, when the symptoms started, I didn’t have any sort of illness that I could notice. This is really bugging the crap out of me. I’m starting to feel agorophobic, and this is very very much against my personality. I don’t understand how this started or why I’m feeling so anxious all of a sudden. I’m not looking for answers here – that’s what the doctor’s for – but I’m wondering if anyone has experienced anything similar?
Thanks.