Worst Panic Attack Stories

I'm so sorry that happened to you! I would be embarrassed, too. Did you remain at the amusement park? My worst panic attack occured a few weeks ago. I don't remember getting ready for work or how I got to work. The only thing in my mind was, "Once I'm at work, I'll be okay." I collapsed as soon as I got through the door and awoke in an ambulance attached to an EKG and IV. I was given Nitroglycerin and baby aspirin in case I was having a heart attack. In the ER, they ran more tests, and decided I had had a bad panic attack. They sent me home with a script for Ativan. I was so embarrassed when I returned to work. I had no idea who saw my collapse or who called the ambulance. I hate getting those sympathetic looks.

I don't know if I can think of my worst, since my anxiety does a pretty good job of wiping my memory for me, but I can think of a recent one that was bad. It was a sort of memory induced one. I was luckily at my therapist's office, so I didn't have to go far to get help, haha. The woman at the desk was fairly new, or at least I hadn't seen her, and she didn't know me, so she tried to set me up with... well I'll try to make the story short, or I'll end up writing a novel, yikes. I had a flashback to a nasty hospital visit, and ended up running through a therapists waiting room, and I was huddled between the two sets of doors shaking and crying. Luckily I didn't feel too foolish, because I've seen a lot of interesting things happen there. I ended up right back in the office that I'd just left! At least it showed that the therapist is there to do more than make money!

My worst was a few weeks before my wedding. Not only was I getting married, but we were buying a house and I was going back to school. Lots of change. One night I just panicked and became convinced that my soon to be husband didn't love me and was not going to marry me and that I would fail out of school once I started back, and I would be a miserable, lonely loser. I lay on the floor in a puddle, sick to my stomach, sobbing and irrational. My heart raced and I sweat like crazy. Of ocurse, there was no basis for my fears. I was an A student and graduated with high honors. And 5 years later my hubby is still crazy about me.