Gifts

Fought long and hard today against a migraine - coffee and talk helped to bring me out of it. No fun when the ringing starts and the head starts tightening and you feel as though you just might pass out.

A simple package. That was all it took. I've been trained - the packages (gifts) always come with a knock-out punch a day or two later. First, let's be nice - then drop the bomb.

Nope, not going to list them all. That will truly push me over the edge. Eldest daughter talked me down off of that cliff today. The aftermath: the tears are still there - behind my eyes. I can feel them welling up but I'm going to be okay.

I'm going to be okay.

Panic Attacks

So, panic attacks are absolutely no fun. Particularly in your sleep.

A first that I can recall: my entire dream last night was a full-blown panic attack. My chest hurts so badly this morning. Every time that I was able to rouse myself, I re-entered the dream right where I had left off.

The twist in my dream at the very end was that I was in an alternate reality and everything that had happened had been in my mind because I was actually in a nursing home for Alzheimer's and I woke up when I finally had reached a lucid moment and told myself what was happening.

Coffee, coffee, coffee - help me wake up and calm down.