That’s about as mundane and pointless as it gets.
I asked family to come in town about 6 months ago. I bought Braves tickets to the tune of about $600. I’m always the one who has to schedule the logistics of this stuff. I just found out that they may be getting here a day early.
Besides the Braves game; I had an outdoor movie scheduled. I have a big 10 foot screen and a projector. It’s always a fun thing to do in the warm weather. It’s supposed to rain all weekend.
My career is that I’m a DBA for a gigantic health services company. I’ve been trying for 6 months to work out a date for a gigantic move from one SAN to another SAN. Well we (I) finally worked through the bureaucracy and the move is happening this weekend.
For recreation, I umpire ball; and have done so for almost 20 years. It’s a great way to get a little exercise; and spend a day out in the sun. It’s not usually too bad. But sometimes coaches get on your ass. Sometimes it’s justified sometimes it’s not. I don’t think it was justified last night; but I ended up raising my voice to a coach. Never a good thing; because then the parents get into it too; and you’re stuck with it the rest of the game. Last night was no exception.
I think all of these things culminated into an anxiety attack. Last night after my games that I had to rush home from to do some pre-SAN transfer related work, I decided to stop and get a beverage at the local convenience store. As I was standing at the counter asking myself why a coach/game is still in my head; I literally thought I was going to pass out. Everything went dark. It felt like my heart was about to pound through my chest, and I literally got weak in the knees. I grabbed the counter by the cash register, closed my eyes and just stood there for a minute. It was the strangest sensation I’ve ever experienced. Now today all day I fell like I’m constantly on the verge of another one. I’m 51 years old. I have had some crazy stressful things happen in my life. The least of which is finding my late wife dead on my sofa. I’ve always been the calm one when things are falling apart around me. What the hell?
So; today I felt the need to talk to someone about this; but my wife has been out of town (20+ days out of the last 30 ) and I couldn’t reach her by phone. Instead I’ll see how cathartic it is to post it here in my ‘other’ home here on SDMB.
Any other people here who have had a panic/anxiety attack that feels like sharing? I’ve read that once you have one they come a little easier next time.