- Jan 7, 2002
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This may be too much for this room but I really need to vent and talk about this. I used to be a paramedic who loved his work until I got injured on the job (blew out my knee, ACL surgery) and got f@#$ked because of it. I had to get trained in something else since I could not be a medic anymore so I got into computer training. I have been into computers since my father brought one home in the early 80's, he worked for IBM back then. I have been using them, and building them, ever since. DOS is my friend.
Getting to the point, I have aquired panic attacks, agoraphobia, and major depression since my injury. Paramedicine was my life and I loved helping people. Saving lives was as easy as cardioversion or as difficult as talking with a person after their spouse killed themselves or died after 50 years of being together. There is so much more than just treating the patient, we often have to treat the surviving spouse or child.
I just sent an email to my dad and I got this response from him:
You may believe I do not know what you are going through but you are very wrong. I know exactly how you are feeling because I have had the same problem in the past as I have told you. I know you come out here and leave very early in the morning because you are afraid of getting stuck in traffic. I know that you go to movies when you believe it will not be crowded and you sit on the aisle so you can escape and not feel trapped. I know how you are feeling because I have gone through the same thing.
I used to put a few little bottles of booze in the glove compartment in case the traffic got too bad and I felt paniced. Every time I went across the Golden Gate bridge I had a panic attack. When I was in college I also had to sit on the aisle in large classes. I know how you feel. Over time it went away because I was able to convice myself that it wasnt doing me any good to be feeling like that and it finally went away over time. It seems like yours went away for quite a while as well.
As far as Bill went I know he had problems for a while but blamed it on coffee. I guess he has had no problems for a while.
I am very happy to hear you are working on yourself and I know 100% that if you put your mind to anything that you can accomplish it. I feel completely impotent when you get into trouble like this because I can do nothing to help and I want nothing more than you to be happy and productive even if it means you staying at home all day every day. Whatever makes you happy in life. You dont know how much I talk about you with Kim and Liz and Bill and how much we would all be able to help you. I wish you knew....
Please let me know if I can help in any way. I probably shouldnt come out an leave Max but could come as soon as Liz comes back. Maybe the first of March and we can celebrate your birthday? Let me know.
(Max is his dog, akita and chow mix)
I just want to know if I am alone here in my strange suffering.
David
Getting to the point, I have aquired panic attacks, agoraphobia, and major depression since my injury. Paramedicine was my life and I loved helping people. Saving lives was as easy as cardioversion or as difficult as talking with a person after their spouse killed themselves or died after 50 years of being together. There is so much more than just treating the patient, we often have to treat the surviving spouse or child.
I just sent an email to my dad and I got this response from him:
You may believe I do not know what you are going through but you are very wrong. I know exactly how you are feeling because I have had the same problem in the past as I have told you. I know you come out here and leave very early in the morning because you are afraid of getting stuck in traffic. I know that you go to movies when you believe it will not be crowded and you sit on the aisle so you can escape and not feel trapped. I know how you are feeling because I have gone through the same thing.
I used to put a few little bottles of booze in the glove compartment in case the traffic got too bad and I felt paniced. Every time I went across the Golden Gate bridge I had a panic attack. When I was in college I also had to sit on the aisle in large classes. I know how you feel. Over time it went away because I was able to convice myself that it wasnt doing me any good to be feeling like that and it finally went away over time. It seems like yours went away for quite a while as well.
As far as Bill went I know he had problems for a while but blamed it on coffee. I guess he has had no problems for a while.
I am very happy to hear you are working on yourself and I know 100% that if you put your mind to anything that you can accomplish it. I feel completely impotent when you get into trouble like this because I can do nothing to help and I want nothing more than you to be happy and productive even if it means you staying at home all day every day. Whatever makes you happy in life. You dont know how much I talk about you with Kim and Liz and Bill and how much we would all be able to help you. I wish you knew....
Please let me know if I can help in any way. I probably shouldnt come out an leave Max but could come as soon as Liz comes back. Maybe the first of March and we can celebrate your birthday? Let me know.
(Max is his dog, akita and chow mix)
I just want to know if I am alone here in my strange suffering.
David