I Hate Dialysis Message Board
Dialysis Discussion => Dialysis: General Discussion => Topic started by: twirl on August 12, 2008, 05:42:34 PM
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I was having horrible mornings before I went to D
gagging forever and it was horrible
I wrote about it and got wonderful advice
Flip thought it might be anxiety spells
I though about it and he was right
it happend every D morning about 3am
not on non d days
I did the math and Flip was correct
now I am having much less problems with it
I think----- it is anxiety and it will pass
my calcium is low but apparently not the cause of that problem\
(my damn computer is typing much slower than me shiiiiiit) :pics;
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Glad you figured this out Twirl and that thinking your way through it helps. Way to go Dr Flip Bob.
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Thanks, Twirl. You will be mentioned in my next book Dr. Phil Deals With Dialysis. (yes, my real name is Phil)
Seriously, when I started with the anxiety attacks, they usually happened about 3 am. My doc prescribed Ativan (lorazepam) and said to take one when I had an attack and they did work. Now I don't wait, I just take one before I go to bed and I sleep like a baby all night long. I haven't had an attack in ages. That's the only time I ever take one. Some say it might be addictive but, what the hell, so is dialysis.
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Hey flip if it helps who cares bout it being addictive. Could be addicted to some things that are a lot worse!! :sir ken;
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Good for you for figuring it out, twirl! It's so hard to figure out just what is causing symptoms when there's so much that could be wrong! At my appointment with the surgeon to discuss my parathyroidectomy, he asked me if I was feeling okay, was I tried all the time? I just shrugged and said, "I'm on dialysis; I'm anemic; and I've got gastroparesis that makes me throw up all the time. How would I know if the high PTH was the cause of feeling tired or not?"
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I know if I think really really hard about being on dialysis and everything that goes with it, I will freak out. So it sits in the back of my mind and I look at it occasionally in little pieces. It is always there tapping me on the shoulder, but as long as I don't look at it too closely it does not send me into a panic attack. It is my own personal monster in my closet!