Hello.
I'm back in Johor Bahru. :) It's been a hell of an intersession. I don't really like the classes but I do have to endure it. Yesterday I sat for a test, and Alhamdulillah I got 18.5 on 20. That is a relief for me as I didn't do good for my first test.
Okay moving on to what I want to write today. I just recovered from what I think is a series of panic attack. This started when I was in Shah Alam, where I often have that feeling of near-fainting. I've fainted before, so I know when I'm about to faint. First, I'll have that feeling of numbness growing from my hand upwards. Then I'll have this ringing noise in my ear. My heartbeat would escalate and that is when I realize that I might lose consciousness.
This pose a problem because I'm a very active guy. I went to class everyday without missing even one. Going to class is considered being active to me because my faculty is on top of a hill, and the parking lot is way down there, or even farther. Therefore I will have to walk for about ten to 15 minutes per trip, up hill everyday to go to class, which is on the 7th floor, with no elevator. Besides that, I'd go for a walk every evening, and I seldom sit at home as I'd go to the library, watch movies or just go shopping. To always experience near-fainting every now and then is quite a nuisance.
I went for a checkup, and everything was fine. I'm in perfect shape. But thing is I did not get my head checked. So the doctor suggested that I might have a tumor or maybe an infection. That is what bothered me. I really thought that I was about to die. I felt empty, I wanted to just go back home and be with my family to spend the last of my days (I know it's stupid but that's what I thought back then).
Then I started reading the internet, and suddenly, everything fits. I really thought I had tumor, and i thought I was going to die very soon. Turn out, I don't have a tumor. I was just overreacting, and because of that, I had this phobia of going out of the house (agoraphobia). Being me, it's very hard having this phobia because I go out a lot everyday.
Then, I seek help. From my parents and my uncle. My parents want me to handle my panic attack by being aware that I am actually very healthy. I should enjoy life because I'm at the peak of my youth. No responsibilities, good health, good life. My uncle points out that, why should I be afraid of dying. If I am to die, I'll die. No doctor can prevent it, no shaman can stop it, nobody can help me. I must help myself.
He told me a story about a guy he knew, that had the same condition. Difference is, the guy can't control that feeling. The condition impacted his life so badly that he cannot go anywhere alone. Any chance he got, he'll go to see the doctor or bomoh to treat his condition. The guy passed away lastly, because of a heart attack. The condition got into his head, and ended up exerting extra pressure to his heart. He was my uncle's father. The guy is my grandfather. Turns out, this is hereditary. Almost everyone in my family (my mother's side) experience this. I'm not alone.
Now, I'm recovering. I can go outside now, I can drive alone. However, I might still have that small feeling of uneasiness, escalating heartbeat, a bit panicky, but I try to ignore. I have to beat the condition because I need to go on with my life. I've been dodging invitations to hang out with old friends because of my condition. I need to have my life back. And Alhamdulillah, I'm slowly getting it. :)
ps; I really like the new MU jersey. I have the white one, now I'm planning to get the red one :)
I'm back in Johor Bahru. :) It's been a hell of an intersession. I don't really like the classes but I do have to endure it. Yesterday I sat for a test, and Alhamdulillah I got 18.5 on 20. That is a relief for me as I didn't do good for my first test.
Okay moving on to what I want to write today. I just recovered from what I think is a series of panic attack. This started when I was in Shah Alam, where I often have that feeling of near-fainting. I've fainted before, so I know when I'm about to faint. First, I'll have that feeling of numbness growing from my hand upwards. Then I'll have this ringing noise in my ear. My heartbeat would escalate and that is when I realize that I might lose consciousness.
This pose a problem because I'm a very active guy. I went to class everyday without missing even one. Going to class is considered being active to me because my faculty is on top of a hill, and the parking lot is way down there, or even farther. Therefore I will have to walk for about ten to 15 minutes per trip, up hill everyday to go to class, which is on the 7th floor, with no elevator. Besides that, I'd go for a walk every evening, and I seldom sit at home as I'd go to the library, watch movies or just go shopping. To always experience near-fainting every now and then is quite a nuisance.
I went for a checkup, and everything was fine. I'm in perfect shape. But thing is I did not get my head checked. So the doctor suggested that I might have a tumor or maybe an infection. That is what bothered me. I really thought that I was about to die. I felt empty, I wanted to just go back home and be with my family to spend the last of my days (I know it's stupid but that's what I thought back then).
Then I started reading the internet, and suddenly, everything fits. I really thought I had tumor, and i thought I was going to die very soon. Turn out, I don't have a tumor. I was just overreacting, and because of that, I had this phobia of going out of the house (agoraphobia). Being me, it's very hard having this phobia because I go out a lot everyday.
Then, I seek help. From my parents and my uncle. My parents want me to handle my panic attack by being aware that I am actually very healthy. I should enjoy life because I'm at the peak of my youth. No responsibilities, good health, good life. My uncle points out that, why should I be afraid of dying. If I am to die, I'll die. No doctor can prevent it, no shaman can stop it, nobody can help me. I must help myself.
He told me a story about a guy he knew, that had the same condition. Difference is, the guy can't control that feeling. The condition impacted his life so badly that he cannot go anywhere alone. Any chance he got, he'll go to see the doctor or bomoh to treat his condition. The guy passed away lastly, because of a heart attack. The condition got into his head, and ended up exerting extra pressure to his heart. He was my uncle's father. The guy is my grandfather. Turns out, this is hereditary. Almost everyone in my family (my mother's side) experience this. I'm not alone.
Now, I'm recovering. I can go outside now, I can drive alone. However, I might still have that small feeling of uneasiness, escalating heartbeat, a bit panicky, but I try to ignore. I have to beat the condition because I need to go on with my life. I've been dodging invitations to hang out with old friends because of my condition. I need to have my life back. And Alhamdulillah, I'm slowly getting it. :)
ps; I really like the new MU jersey. I have the white one, now I'm planning to get the red one :)