The older I get, the worse the anxiety gets and it is getting farther out of proportion to the amount of stress I'm actually under. Two busy days at work have me going into full-fledged panic attacks at the slightest things. Hubby mildly snapped at me this morning and you would think I was being mugged at gun point. I was trembling, in near tears and could barely talk or breathe. At least I was able to tell him that I knew it was out of proportion so he didn't feel badly.
It might also be due to me really concentrating on getting my protein and grain exchanges down. They need to be under 22 total and I didn't do so well over the weekend. I had 22 both days. However, I got it down to 14 yesterday and I'm on track for today. Food has been my tranquilizer. It's no wonder, I suppose, that major anxiety has set in.
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