Scared

Something happened to me today that scared me so badly, I was almost inconsolable when I was telling my husband what happened. Today was the first day since early last week that I have felt like a human being, so for a Monday it was turning out to be a pretty good day. 

The only thing is I started my lady time yesterday with some mild cramps and some spotting… nothing to write home about.

Today I was in the full swing of things… nothing unusual here. 

I ate breakfast at about 10am and it something that I have on a regular basis so again, nothing away from the norm. On Mondays because it is a class day, I usually forgo lunch and grab something before class so I am not super shaky driving home. Again, noting unusual.

About 2:15 I am hit with cramps that quickly become debilitating, I am doubled over in pain and it is getting hard to even breathe through. On top of this I begin to shake uncontrollably and my arms and legs become heavy and difficult to move.  I become overly hot and feel as if I am going to vomit and pass out, of course while I am trying to assess what is happening, I get a phone call. I take the call and everything is fuzzy, it is hard to understand and it is hard to move my fingers to key in the order.  I feel as if I am being pushed to the ground and I try to stand up and I physically can’t. 

At this point I am freaking the fuck out. I thought I was having a stroke or something.

I think maybe I need to eat something, but I can’t walk to the break room to pop my popcorn so I ask a coworker to please do it.  She returns and the smell makes me gag, but I force it down, but the simple act of moving my arm up to my mouth is exhausting and I can barely hold my hand steady.

I have had my blood sugar drop before but nothing as violent as this is. I felt out of control of my body and all I could feel was the pain of my cramps because it was so over whelming.

I call my mom in tears and tell her what is happening and I that I am really scared.  I am nervous to try to drive home because I am so shaky.  I take a lap around the office and decide to take a scenic route home so I can pull off to the side of the road if need be. She stayed on the phone with me the whole way home as I cried and took the 30 minute drive home. 

Once home my husband walked in and I broke down again and I told him what happened and he held me because I was still so shaken up and weak. 

Still 2 hours later I am exhausted. My muscles are still weak and feel like I have been up for 48 hours.

Needless to say, I am looking for a doctor so I can get some tests run. I have no idea what that was but it genuinely scared me in to being proactive. What if that happens while I am driving? Watching Gabe or home alone?