05/09/2020
This is an actual screenshot of a message I wrote to my doctor the day after discharge (on my 5th day post emergency c section).
At the time, I was well aware of the fact that I experience shaking and chills when I have severe anxiety. I had experienced panic attacks many times in my life, almost always accompanied by shaking (and often vomiting). This is not extremely rare, but also not the most common physical symptoms of anxiety, but I KNEW it to be my experience of anxiety.
However, when I started shaking in the hospital on day one of life I was told that it was a reaction to anesthesia. Similarly, when I vomited 19 hours after my c section, I was told that again it must be from the anesthesia, even when I continuously said "I am having a panic attack, I know what it feels like, and that is what is happening. Please believe me, I am a therapist and I know what is going on."
I asked for medication to treat anxiety (which at the time I had never utilized before), and was instead offered Zofran, which treats nausea, not anxiety.
Truth be told, I was terrified and horrified and definitely experienced wishful denial and clinging to the hope that the nurses and residents were right about the anesthesia causing these symptoms. But reality kept slapping me in the face with a gut feeling that SOMETHING WAS WRONG.
You can see the denial and downplaying in the wording I use in the message to my doctor. I literally ask what he thinks might be causing the symptoms in the same paragraph that I mention having anxiety during these episodes (i.e. physical panic attacks). I also say at the end that it's not unbearable, clearly it also was not very bearable!
I wish I could say that my anxiety stopped that day and I got the help I needed, but that's not how my story went.
Thankfully I did get help a few weeks later, in the form of a therapist I felt comfortable with, a support group for new parents, that I subsequently now facilitate (hey Snuggles and Struggles!!), a psychiatrist that specializes in reproductive mental health (like I now do), and an amazing P*P that helped me remember that my needs are of equal importance to everyone else's, including my baby's.