Monday Night Experiences

Why is it that stress is the starting point of most health issues? On Monday, I experienced a feeling that I've never felt that serious and nerve raking before. I've experienced anxiety attacks but I would always be able to control it. 

I was just eating dinner and working on my personal statement when I started to feel nauseated and overwhelmed. I started to get horribly sharp chest pains and couldn't breathe. Along with the fact I was home alone, I didn't have enough strength to pick up my phone to call my mom.  I struggled for 15 minutes trying to call her and tell her I needed her to come home. She called my brother and he ran home from band

practice to make sure I was okay. I never want my brother to be the one to call 9-1-1 because of me. 

When the ambulance got to my house, I counted about 6 or more people in my small room asking how it started and what I was feeling. The more questions they asked, the worst I got. My hands started to get clammy, my knees started to lock, and I started to get blurred vision. They put me on a trundle, transported me to the hospital, and started to run test. 

Because of all the test they had to run and to also receive the results, I couldn't eat or drink. I was at the hospital from 7 pm to 1:30 am the next day. Thankfully I had my mom, dad, boyfriend, and my boyfriends mom stay with me the whole time. As of this moment, I feel better and I'm still waiting for some results to come back to see why I had abdominal pain. I'm praying that everything is treatable. 

No, I'm not asking for anyone's sympathy or to feel sorry for me. I'm simply sharing what happened because many people called me, texted me, and tweeted me asking if I was okay and what happened.