And I’m back to my fearful self. Blurry vision, dizzy, worried over my heart and my day is shot.
Where do WE go when this new person takes over? Where are our old selves? It happened so fast…I never saw me leave.
This afternoon I cried because I was trying to help my mother-in-law out in her garden. I got dizzy, then panic and we finished up and scooted home.
I’m laying here in torment thinking it is time for disability….my days are SO painful. My panic just doesn’t want to budge for long, if at all.
Medication may be the only choice left.