frozenorca63 said:I’m with you on that—I deal with anxiety myself, and I’ve also got hypothyroidism to contend with. 😢Personally, I find having health insurance makes everything a bit easier to manage. But lately, I’ve been noticing a massive surge in people presenting with symptoms that are clearly just fallout from stress, anxiety, or panic disorders. It’s a pattern—as I mentioned earlier, when you’re actually dealing with a serious, underlying illness, those symptoms don't just pop up once in a while; they are constant. They’re relentless. With panic attacks, sure, they hit you sporadically. And look, anxiety is a whole different beast entirely... but there's a distinction to be made here. When I was battling a brain tumor, my head didn't just ache four times a month—it hurt every single day. It wasn't some occasional shift in how I felt; it was a total transformation of my entire being, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. So, when someone tells me their symptoms are intermittent, my gut tells me it's stress rather than a life-threatening pathology. Even his doctor seems to be leaning toward the stress theory.
Look, I’ll be straight with you—about a month ago, I started hearing this constant ringing in my ears. I’m not going to lie, it spooked me quite a bit; I know someone who deals with this kind of thing constantly, and they eventually become hyper-fixated on it—always straining to listen, wondering if they can hear something that isn't actually there. Then, things took a turn. I started dealing with sweaty palms, heart palpitations, the whole works. But honestly, when you bundle all of this together, it’s clearly just a massive amount of stress. A month ago, I couldn't have even imagined myself sitting here writing about this, yet here we are.
I’m honestly baffled by how much Normabel actually settles me down—I’ve never really had to rely on it until this current mess. During my checkup yesterday, my doctor told me my heart rate was unusually high for someone my age (I'm only 28)—we're talking 100 to 104 beats per minute—and my blood pressure hit 150/90. It was one of those moments where you just can't believe what you're hearing, because normally I sit right around 80 bpm with a steady 120/80 pressure. To make matters even more confusing, I checked again today and everything looks perfectly normal: 80 beats per minute and 120/80.
Here’s the thing—over the last month, I’ve been dealing with this weird glitch in my system, though it was pretty sporadic at first. I’d say maybe four times total. But then, things shifted. For the past three days straight, I’ve been hit with these sudden bouts of symptoms—my heart starts racing out of nowhere and my palms get all sweaty. It isn’t an all-day ordeal, though; it usually lasts about 20 or 30 minutes, popping up once or twice a day. The strange part is that as soon as I actually decompress and get back to doing what I love, it just vanishes—completely on its own—until I barely even notice it happened.
I’m curious about one thing—have you ever experienced those weird, low-volume "hums" in your ear? Not like a loud ringing, but more of a strange, "raspy" texture to the sound? Along with that, I get this constant popping sensation whenever I swallow or yawn. It actually got to the point where I went to see an ENT specialist at a Mayo Clinic facility in New York City just to get checked out. They told me the inside just looked a bit red and handed me some drops... and while there has been some slight improvement, the symptoms keep resurfacing.
I’ve got bloodwork scheduled for this Tuesday—they’re going to run a full panel, including my hormone levels and checking on my thyroid function—and once that's out of the way, I'll likely be heading straight into an EKG. After all the results are in, we'll finally have a clear picture of what's actually going on.
I should probably mention that my life took a turn quite abruptly—extremely abruptly, actually. It wasn’t some negative shift, mind you; far from it. But it was a change nonetheless. I’ve always considered myself an optimist—a glass-half-full kind of guy—but I’m also a bit of a loner at heart. I’ve mastered the art of being comfortable in my own skin even when I was juggling multiple relationships back in the day, but lately, I’m constantly by someone's side. Honestly? It hasn't been an issue at all. In fact, I’ve adjusted perfectly fine—it’s actually quite great. I don't shy away from the occasional disagreement with the older generation, and I certainly don't fear responsibility. It’s just one of those things where, as the saying goes: I don't know what the hell is going on. 🙂
I only know one thing for certain: I don't do "surrender." I refuse to just sink into the anxiety and let it take over. I’ve always been the type of person who—when things get at their absolute worst—doubles down on the fight instead of throwing in the towel. That’s how I’m handling this, too. So, if this really is clinical anxiety (though, honestly, it might just be straight-up, overwhelming stress)—well, then me and "it" are going to go head-to-head. We'll settle this once and for all. Heh. 😁