So last night I had what I think must be a slight panic attack.
I went to sleep fine around 10, and then awoke suddenly maybe around midnight with my heart pounding and the feeling like I was about to die. I felt light headed and I honestly had this deep, soulful knowledge that I was in the first stages of dying! My heart was beating out of my chest.
I was so freaked out that without thinking I went upstairs, into my son's room and got into bed with him (he was out cold!) and just lay there next to him listening to him breathe, and his clock tick, until I calmed down.
Then I went and got my dog (the one in my avatar) and brought her to bed with me and she curled up with me and I went back to sleep.
It was awful though! Does anyone else have experience with panic attacks during the first stage of their recovery? This morning I prayed for the courage to continue not drinking..because I tell you the panic and fear that hit me in the night almost felt like a heart attack!
Thanks for any guidance.