So ive not posed for a bit, even when I'm not posting I'm still thinking of how to right a post about something I have experienced that I feel may be helpful for others to know that they aren't alone in feeling, this being said I'll start with my trip back to the doctors surgery where it all started that morning 11/05/2015.
Everytime I enter the waiting room I feel anxious and the longer I wait the worse it gets, my heart starts to pound, my eyes dart all over and my right leg will start bouncing up and down, I'll start to sweat and my hands will shake, this day was no different until I saw the room number I was supposed to go to flash up on the electric sign, I felt like I'd been punched in the stomach and was filled with dread, I just knew that was the one room I didn't want to go in, I start walking down the corridor hoping I'm wrong I till I see the door number and suddenly I'm transported back to that day, the fear I felt walking into room 7 as doctors were working on winter and I was waiting for the ambulance to arrive, today though I couldn't go in there I got to the and I broke down, I couldn't breath I panicked and cried, luckily the doctor I was to set was so understanding and took me to a different but my reaction left me wondering if I had dealt with things as well as I had thought.
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