Background: 2 weeks ago tonight, I was in a bad car accident. I was 1.5 blocks from my house. You can see the corner from my front porch at which I was hit. It was a 4 way stop sign. I stopped and there was nothing coming until an 82 yo man came barrelling down the other street. He missed the sign that said "stop ahead," he missed the stop sign and he didn't see my van right in front of his car. He didn't attempt to stop.
So, I never saw him coming. Not only did he t-bone me, but he flipped my van over onto the driver's side. While I'm very happy that the van did exactly what it was engineered to do... to protect me, and I'm happy that I was alone, I was injured and never got to see my car or his car even though I was able to crawl out of the back hatch. The EMTs were immediately there with a neck brace and back board.
So, I go to the hospital and luckily, my left elbow wasn't broken the way they had expected at the scene. They thought it was a compound fracture. It was "only" lacerated to my bone. I had no other obvious internal injuries.
I'm sore as anything even after 2 weeks. I've realized that an automobile is truly a deadly weapon, hence the panic attacks. I start PT this week primarily for my elbow now, but we also may add my back, shoulders and neck to the mix. My dr first gave me xanax when I complained about the panic attacks and when that didn't work, she prescribed zoloft for me. I've taken 2 of them so far.
The panic attacks hit worst when I have to get into a car (only for dr and atty appointments so far.) I breathe heavy, my heart races, I sweat and become dizzy and sick to my stomach. Then, there are the times when my family isn't with me and I know they are in a car. I get into a freaky zone even though my head says that they've gone to these places millions of times without incident and that the odds are with them again. Then I think that I didn't even see the guy coming that hit me. That's how fast something can happen. It scares me to death. Heck, I've driven through that same intersection millions of times without any trouble until that night.... but it happened.
So, I'm looking to you for help. Has anyone been through this? The dr told me it was post-traumatic stress disorder. Should I wait before I see someone (a therapist)? Maybe the zoloft will work? But, how long?
My DH has gotten me a new van. We're waiting for it to be delivered and he's picking up a rental tomorrow. He wants me to "get back on the horse." But, it's so scary that I'm having an attack right now thinking about having a car at my disposal tomorrow.
Please encourage me. I'm rambling now and feel like the all together woman who woke up 2 weeks ago is gone and this babbling fool is left.
So, I never saw him coming. Not only did he t-bone me, but he flipped my van over onto the driver's side. While I'm very happy that the van did exactly what it was engineered to do... to protect me, and I'm happy that I was alone, I was injured and never got to see my car or his car even though I was able to crawl out of the back hatch. The EMTs were immediately there with a neck brace and back board.
So, I go to the hospital and luckily, my left elbow wasn't broken the way they had expected at the scene. They thought it was a compound fracture. It was "only" lacerated to my bone. I had no other obvious internal injuries.
I'm sore as anything even after 2 weeks. I've realized that an automobile is truly a deadly weapon, hence the panic attacks. I start PT this week primarily for my elbow now, but we also may add my back, shoulders and neck to the mix. My dr first gave me xanax when I complained about the panic attacks and when that didn't work, she prescribed zoloft for me. I've taken 2 of them so far.
The panic attacks hit worst when I have to get into a car (only for dr and atty appointments so far.) I breathe heavy, my heart races, I sweat and become dizzy and sick to my stomach. Then, there are the times when my family isn't with me and I know they are in a car. I get into a freaky zone even though my head says that they've gone to these places millions of times without incident and that the odds are with them again. Then I think that I didn't even see the guy coming that hit me. That's how fast something can happen. It scares me to death. Heck, I've driven through that same intersection millions of times without any trouble until that night.... but it happened.
So, I'm looking to you for help. Has anyone been through this? The dr told me it was post-traumatic stress disorder. Should I wait before I see someone (a therapist)? Maybe the zoloft will work? But, how long?
My DH has gotten me a new van. We're waiting for it to be delivered and he's picking up a rental tomorrow. He wants me to "get back on the horse." But, it's so scary that I'm having an attack right now thinking about having a car at my disposal tomorrow.
Please encourage me. I'm rambling now and feel like the all together woman who woke up 2 weeks ago is gone and this babbling fool is left.
You are preaching to the choir here! My siggy sums it up for me. I also suffer from SEVERE anxiety attacks. At times they hit in the middle of the night and wake me up. Mine make me feel a sense of impending doom, heart races, my palms get sweaty, apparently look like a skeleton/ghost, feel like an elephant is sitting on my chest. I can't sit still and feel jumpy in my skin. For the last year or so it has sunk into my driving ability
it just makes me freak out.
I get so nervous that my legs shake so much that the car actually jerks down the road.
I ended up going to a larger hospital about 30 minutes away 2 days after the accident because I was in so much pain that I really couldn't move my arm at all. At that ER, they numbed my arm and cleaned out as much glass as they could easily. I've been told by several people that I will be pulling glass out of my arm for months and that it could even work itself out way down the line.