Unbelievably horrible panic attacks--Must read, please.

Hi mismused, I just wanted to add my comment -- I work for a medical company specializing in treatment of hypertension through diet and lifestyle changes. I've heard that HIGH SALT intake can produce the effects you describe:

Read this:

http://www.thechurchesofgod.com/HOW TO STOP PANIC ATTACKS FOREVER.htm

The relationship between high lactic acid and panic attacks is well-known. I'd be wary of making too direct a connection between the calcium tablets and the panic attacks.

Instead, I'd be very careful to maintain safe salt levels in your body , and possibly to cut down on dairy. Both of these have many other beneficial effects too.
 
I dont feel fear so I'll likely never have a panic attack.

But I've taken multi-vitamins that produced some bizarre side-effects, and I had to stop taking them. Even your diet can create problems if you eat too much or too little of certain foods.
 
I had something similar happen, but realized my problem was blood sugar fluctuations due to my bad diet. It was triggering panic attacks, mood swings, OCD, nightmares...all sorts of nasty stuff. I can really tell the difference if I don't watch what I eat.
 
I have an opinion in the matter under discussion. Let me explain.

Recently, I had a complete medical checkup, due to a minor problem and the doctor's discovery that it had been some years since my last check up. All of the results were at the good end of the expected ranges, save that my heart beat was a bit too slow. The slow heartbeat was traced to my solution to most health problems.

I work out, day by day, seven days a week. I do different workouts each day. I stress my major muscle groups to the max with each workout, but rotate the muscle groups under stress, so that there is at least two days between max stress for each of the major groups. While I only do specific cardio work once a week, I get my BPM up to 220 in the course of each daily workout. A segment of each workout is kung-fu related exercises that not only work my muscles, but also enhance my balance and my chi.

If you have an automobile engine that you only use for short trips around town, it gets sludged up and runs poorly. If you use the same automobile engine for regular, longish trips where it gets up to full temperature and works hard enough to burn off the carbon, the engine runs much better. I believe that the human body works in much the same sort of cycle.

If you lie around and do little physical work, very minor imbalances in diet will cause major problems. If you exercise hard and regularly, your body tends to self regulate. JMNTHO.
 
I had a similar problem a few years back when I was under huge personal stress. I woke up in the middle of the night paralyzed with fear and my heart pounding out of chest. I've never been so terrified in my life and thought I was having a heart attack and was going to die. It passed after several hours.

The doctor's recommendation after giving me a prescription for anti depressants, which I used exactly once, was to exercise rigorously evey day no matter how physical my job was. I looked at him like he was crazy but it worked. Everytime I get stressed or feel like that now, I hop on my eliptical and go like hell.
 
I have had panic attacks. The more serious ones due to being cholerophobic. The other, more subtle but also the root of me going into panics so frequently, is my Tourette's. All my life, I did not know I have Tourette's and so spent most of my life in a lingering fear that I was batshit insane whenever I uttered "shut up" or "fuck off" to nobody. It's good to know that I am not now.
 
Must read just in case this happens to you or to someone close to you.

I've put this off long enough. Today I saw a bit on ABC News about a mother who refused to give up on her child's condition that a dozen doctors said that there was nothing to be done about. She did internet research, and found a doctor that had something vaguely similar, at least in medication. She contacted him, and he seemed to want to say no, but didn't. Now the lady's son walks, and went to school.

That reminded me that enough time has passed, and I must say what happened to me, to let you all know just in case it happens to you, or someone close to you.

No, I didn't do extensive research, I just got serendipitously--doubly so--lucky. Very lucky!

Please read this, then file it away where you will find it later. In all honesty, I've never heard of this happening before, but that doesn't mean it's all that rare--I have no idea.

From sometime in early February to about St. Patty's day, I had three panic attacks (that's the only thing I can think of to call them).

I woke up feeling stark terror--panic--in a way I'd never felt it before. I had no idea what was happening. It was as if I sensed my life was ending, but I felt nothing physically wrong. No heart pain, etc, just shear panic.

Quickly, I tried to meditate. That has often worked wonders in me in various situations, and even held it for a long time. Didn't' work.

It was as if the world had disappeared--I had disappeared as I've always known me to be, and now I was just a terrorized entity, that there was no light, no anything but utter terror--the weirdest feeling of being alone and maybe to feel as if I was to die, but never die. As I said, I didn't understand it, so please forgive my silly attempts to try to explain it.

I got up, walked, then sat, then couldn't even cry--not that I wanted to. That horrible state was with me the rest of the night, and the whole day. I couldn't eat. When it was time to go to sleep again, I was so scared, and tried to meditate again.

I was lucky. I did sleep, but can I say "cautiously?" That's what it seemed like. I didn't get enough sleep, and tried to nap, but it threatened to come back and I sat up suddenly, the panicky fear coming again.

That night I did sleep, and hoped it was over--whatever "it" was. Needless to say, I tried to meditate, and did succeed to some extent. I also tried to understand what had happened. I had no luck, but decided that at least I knew what happened wasn't permanent, and since I was alive, it wasn't truly life threatening. I also decided that if it happened again, I would try to "grasp" it with my mind and look at it, or as I like to think, enter into it to "examine" it. I have done such at various times, but never on something like this. Still, I was very optimistic now that I had looked at it objectively. I was suddenly full of bravado; I had something to work with.

Nothing happened for some time, perhaps a couple of weeks or so, then it hit me again. Instantly, I tried to do as I had thought to do, to enter it and know it, examine it. Yeah, right!

The fear was so sudden and complete, suffused my whole being as it did before, and like the first time, threatened to send me into a different panic than I already was, but the first panic held me too tightly. Again, I went through more time than I could ever imagine in such a state. It was worse than knowing you were captive and were destined to die at any moment, and slowly, perhaps be roasted alive, or something like it, or worse, but the moment of that happening kept stretching out.

Once more, I got through it, and knew I couldn't "enter" into it, and spent the rest of the day in fear of it returning (it always kept threatening to return, and that kept me on edge).

As in the first time, I slept, but "cautiously." It didn't happen again, and as before, it didn't come again for some time.

Then it hit me again. I could only console myself that I had managed to get by the other times, but it wasn't much consolation. I was desperate to know what was happening, but everything escaped me.

In order to give myself something to do to try to distract myself, I went on the internet. Someone had mentioned "aiukii," and I wondered what it was, and looked it up. There was less that a full page of items listed, and I made myself call them up, those that weren't in a foreign language, which seemed to be half of them.

One was long, a research paper from the 1950s, and I scanned it, hoping my eye would see something--anything--that might give me something to concentrate on. I didn't see anything that had "aiukii," however --

Serendipity! Maybe.

It said there was a relationship of calcium and potassium that shot the nerves into orbit, or at least I read it that way.

I was taking the usual calcium tablets (500 mgs each) with Vitamin D. I was also taking a multi-vitamin that had 200 mgs of calcium plus 80 mgs of potassium. I wondered...

Yes, I was too desperate, but this was at least something that might be the answer. Was it possible that I had stumbled onto something? I had determined to go to my doctor, but now I wondered too much. I couldn't be so lucky, could I?

Maybe I was. As I said, enough time has passed, and since I quit taking the Calcium tablets (I needed what was in the multi vitamins too much).

Bottom line: Horray! No more attacks.

What I had been feeling must have been my nerves going into orbit and staying there for much too long. Why they didn't stay there continuously (I did have those breaks for several weeks after each attack), I had no idea. When I go to the doctor this fall for my yearly, I will ask him (but I'm guessing he won't know).

Okay, so what's so important about this to you? It may never affect you, or anyone you are close to or love, but one never knows, and I can tell you from personal experience that it is worse that pure hell to feel that you're about to probably die and never know why, and to keep feeling that way.

Here's the url for what I found: http://www.jgp.org/cgi/reprint/30/6/493.pdf

Just for the heck of it, please keep this somewhere that you can find it just in case of... May it never happen to you or yours.

Thank you for reading, and please feel free to pass this on, or to PM me if you have any questions, or wonder about it.

I wish you all peace, and I wish everyone love. :rose:

Exercise, diet and rest between can work wonders for anyone.....I recommend vigorous activity - sweat like a new lover - a light diet, and adequate rest for everyone......
 
I would just wish you peace but you seem to have found it on your own. Satisfactory, Mismused, most satisfactory. :)
 
Thank you for the advice everyone. Even though tthis is not my thread, I have had similar symptoms occur due to the stress I am currently experiencing in my life.

There is a book by Dr. Phil called the 7 things to be ready for in your life. Or some such title. Four out of the seven events have happened to me in the last 6 months. The only way I have been able to control this stress is to

1. Exercise
2. Eat healthy
3. Meditate regularly

This will help to clear your mind so you can see the path you need to travel in order to be a happy healthy person. I'm not saying this is a cure for everyone, but it helps alot.

I have cut down the panic attacks from 40 a week to about 4.
 
it's nice to meet you Mismused. I will keep the potassium and calcium thing in mind. I am very glad you are okay!:rose::D have a great day!
 
About 8 or 9 years ago (give or take) I had had panic attacks 3 times. I was maybe around 10 or 11 at the time (again, give or take) and remember once, in my bed, pouncing up, my heart racing, I was sweating profusely and, like you say, it felt as if I were about to die for no specific reason. I started yelling and ran for my parents and ended up passing out just before I got to the stairs (luckily). It happened again later on during the year only that time it lasted longer. All I did was yell and cry. It never happened again after that, but it felt terrible and I only hope to forget about it.

Imo, I think it was a culmination of stress (because I was going through some of the worst years of my life at the time) and perhaps anxiety. I'm pretty sure cases like this were considered "demonic possesions" 100 years ago (even earlier than that). That's how it felt or looked like (although in all rationality and logic, it was obviously not that).
 
I understand. I can only imagine what some people had to go through. I think it's sad to see human beings feel so intelligent and powerful when we're still sooooo primitive. Not 50 years ago, african americans were slaves to society... worthless in the eyes of caucasians. It IS sad...
 
There are so many races still being kept down today. This is a poor example, but just take for example America's perception of canadians. Sure, we're not enslaved or anything, but it seems Americans (and not all of them, I am fully aware of that) have this habit of feeling superior of others.

It's hard to promote equality when the very country you live in repeatedly tells you it's the best country to live in today. Why? Because it makes sure of that by selling weapons, drugs, placing power-hungry people as country leaders and whatnot. Maybe one day the universe'll align itself in such a way that it'll have a positive effect on every single human being causing them to spontaneously be happy and caring... that day will be remembered as the single, greatest day in Earth's history when there was complete and utter peace on Earth till the end of time... What a dream!

And then they'll laugh at how immature and primitive we were... just like we sorta' laugh at how people were primitive and immature not 50 years ago...
 
Read of this thread through a friend

Dear Mismused:

I also suffer from panic attacks. I was diagnosed with them in 1993 and sent to a psychiatrist. I have taken Klonipin and its generic cousin Clonazapam to control them. Sometimes I have run out and not been able to get a refill, and had serious attacks thereafter.

The firend who posted on this board is a new friend of mine through Lit whom I admire for being different and extremely intelligent.
 
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