I woke up this
morning at the terrible hour of
5am. The crazy thing was, that my
husband was already up and at em' going to work early, and invigorated by the
fresh start. It's funny how some people
are so energized by the early morning hours.
I'm not one of those people.
So why 5 am? Because my anxiety was kicking in,
threatening to ruin my sleep for the day.
I did a few mental exercises and drifted off to sleep for another 40
minutes of sweet light sleep.
And then the
adrenaline began. For me it begins at
the base of my neck and spreads down my whole back. At this point, I knew it was get up or get
worse, so I got up.
I tried to find a Yoga video on Netflix I could do before the
kids had to wake up. No luck. Not even a Pilates or any kind of exercise video to be
found. So I turned on Pandora and did my
own exercise in my room. Hmm.
After 10 minutes I felt worse, though at least my heart rate was up
because of movement, not just adrenaline. I knelt down and said a prayer for some help with this as I could see it wasn't going away easily.
At this point I was
starting to feel like I was going to pass out and laid
down. I knew what was happening. Classic anxiety for me.
So I decided that my
body may be on high alert, ready for all sorts of crashes and trouble, but my
mind was not going to join in on the fun.
I put all sorts of ideas about health emergencies and worsening
situations out of my head and focused on the tangible. I took our dog outside, and enjoyed the cool
air for about 30 seconds, after which I made a mad dash to the bathroom and
threw up.
