I had a panic attack at my ophthalmologist’s office this morning. I had myself convinced I was going to have retinal damage from the diabetes and even when he said everything was normal, I didn’t believe him and panicked. Some of the staff looked at me with pity, and some looked at me like I was wielding a knife and practically ran.
I know this happened partially because I’ve been awake for over 24 hours now, and I’m more vulnerable to mood shifts and panic, but it was fucking embarrassing. I don’t know how I’ll face him again.
Time for a klonopin.