I am so grateful for this site. I started feeling the affects of peri last June '08, right before my hubby retired from a 19 year position and we moved from Pennsylvania to Arizona with our two little ones (my son and daughter 28 months and 20 months) The first thing that happened was the panic/anxiety. I was trying to meditate one day and became aware of a ringing in my ears...it started to freak me out...like REALLY freak me out. I never noticed it before. Here I was trying to do something good for myself, and alll I could focus on was the damn ringing. My panic attacks started then. The tinnitus was all I could think about. Then when the attacks started happening one after the other, the panic was all I could think about...I felt like I was going crazy. Here we are, trying to pack and prepare for a major move across the country and I was losing it. I felt so gulty about not being a good Mommy...because good Mommy's don't have panic attacks or worry that they're losing their minds. My husband was just so frustrated with me...he was trying to understand, but he just couldn't...niether did I for that matter. I had no idea until I found this site, that what I was experiencing was peri. There were other symptoms that I didn't even know was part of peri...I had been experiencing them for a while...dizzy spells, wierd periods, insomnia and then last July I started having hot flashes, too.
After we moved to AZ last summer I still had some bouts of panic. The doc in PA had perscribed Paxil which did NOTHING for me. I took myself off of it and after about a month of withdrawal began to feel better again. I was handling the panic. Then in Oct of last year, my hubby told me the job he got there wasn't working out, we had to move back to the North East...this time to NJ (a place we've lived before). So we moved back to NJ in Oct. My attacks started again full force in Nov/Dec of last year can you blame me?), My hubby was out of work from Oct to May of this year...you can imagine, anxiety has been quite prevelent. I was controlling it though...until this past week. My last attack was in Feb...I've had anxiety since then, but no real 'panic attacks'. We were making plans to move back to AZ (because my hubby couldn't find work here) those plans came to a halt when he got a great job here in May (praise God).
Now he wants to move to Florida, the place he's wanted to move to since I first met him. His company has it's main headquarters down there and he wants to work there...he feels it's better for the family. NJ is very expensive and we can't afford much here. I dread moving again, but I certainly don't want to stay in a two bedroom townhouse (with two kids that need their own room) forever. So now we're making plans to move to FL before this time next year.
At the same time all of this is going on, my son was diagnosed with Sensory Processing Disorder...he's been getting services from the state for therapy to help him and now he's qualified for full day Special Ed Pre K in the fall (praise God). This will help him tremendously...he is doing well but is still behind in his speech...my son is 3 years old. Even though I'm glad that he will be going to school...I feel like I'm losing my baby. He's only 3! He'll be going to school five hours a day...5 days a week...I won't see him. A lot of my relatives say I'm being silly...but I can't help it. My children are adopted from Korea. My son came home to us at 4 1/2 months old....I already missed time with him. I didn't figure on him going to full time school for another two years. Everytime I think about it, I want to cry my heart out.
Add meddling relatives and family drama to this and you have yourself a build up of stress and anxiety that is just unbelievable! Prayer helps me a lot and this site is such a blessing. Yet, there are times when I feel very alone.
Two weeks ago I was laying down and heard the ringing in my ears again (always there, it was just WAY louder all of the sudden). I began to feel a panic attack coming on. I quickly jumped up from the bed and distracted myself. But I was shaken by it. Now I feel like I'm always on the verge of having one. They are diff than they were...I'm not allowing them to overtake me....but the crazy thinking is there, obsession with my tinnitus again. Why is it that panic and anxiety take a small truth (like the ringing in my ears) and magnify it until I feel like I'm going nuts from it?? What IS that?? My hubby tells me to go to the ENT but the last one I went to said there was no cure, just deal. Big help. So I'm looking for another one but I'm afraid to go...I'm afraid the next one will tell me the same thing and I don't think I can take it right now...I'm afraid it will send me over the edge into the panic abyss.
I know my post has been long...and if you've read it this far, God bless you...I feel so guilty at times...I want to be a good Mommy...I try to give my kids everything they need...but they need their Mommy to be SANE.
I feel like such a failure.
I wish I could rewind the clock. I want the old me back.
