Anyone ever made a scene?

[alexikiss]

On a lighter note...has anyone ever made a scene or reacted in such a way that other people noticed upon freaking out when someone is ill?

I know a big part of anxiety/panicking is forcing oneself to appear "normal" and calm at all times, but has anyone ever just freaked the hell out or just not cared?

For example, one time in high school we were taking our final exam in Algebra. Well, as soon as the test began, the dork next to me decides to v* on his test. I let out this yelp and yelled "EW!!" The room had been quiet, until this point. The teacher was like, WTF? and I pointed over to him. I looked around the room and some people were silently cracking up. I don't think they were making fun of me, just laughing because of my outburst...I wasn't insulted by it, it actually made me feel better. (I ended up failing my exam because I was in a state of panic for the next 2 hours and couldn't think straight - we weren't allowed to leave the room - and I wished death upon that kid every time I saw him since, haha).

Anyway, I just wanted to know if anyone ever did something like that, something that they can look back on and find humor in...or if anyone would do something like that. Part of my phobia causes me to get so angry when it happens that part of me just wants to cause a scene. On the "public transport" thread, someone posted that they would have punched the guy who got v* on them. I seriously think I would knock someone out if they v*ed on me, or at least humiliate them in front of everyone there. Maybe because it makes me feel like I can get back some control of the situation....rather than feeling like I'm in a hopeless state of panic, scared of others watching me freak out. Why should *I* be the one embarrassed??

Please tell me your funny stories of freaking out, or of how you dream of reacting in the future.

[paulinek]

Oh they couldn't have kept me in that exam room for anything, i would have been out of there like greased lightning - and i probably would have screamed and made a right prat of myself into the bargain.#

I really can't imagine how i would react if someone v* on me tbh - part of me thinks i would yell and scream and call them all the names under the sun in between slaps but the other part thinks actually i would probably keep my mouth well and truly closed in case i got anything in it and i probably wouldn't want to evn touch them which also rules out any slapping...idk, let's hope it never happens.

Someone did put a story on here last year about how they got v* on once by someone in the food court of a shopping centre and they freaked out so bad that they got escorted out by security, it's just stuck in my head cos even though it's not at all funny, the way they wrote it just made me giggle.

[j.shinay]

Oh wow i like this :-P

I can think of two really bad scenes, both in my high school. Now note, I havent seen anyone get s* since I was about 12, so any instance that might occur freaks the hell out of me.

The first time a kid in my study class, who has a history of randomly getting sick for no reason, bent over in his chair and began to moan. I said "SHIT Dan are you gonna get sick?" and he said "I think so." and I literally RAN out the door into the hallway in hysterics. He ended up not getting sick, oddly enough, and went through the rest of the day totally normal. :-P

The second time was in gym class. We had tennis rackets and were going to go outside to play tennis, while waiting outside, one kid leaned against the wall and held his stomach. I knew what was going to happen so I ran into the building, ducked behind the wrestling mats that were rolled up, and put the tennis raquets over my head to sheild myself. He DID end up getting sick, and came back to class!!!! I was so scared I sat on the bleachers the entire class crying because I was so scared. Thank god the teacher was understanding and let me stay there :-) Needless to say, I was teased for awhile :-P

[vixki]

One guy ran out of my textiles class to v* once. AND cane back to class! I went the long way round the room to avoid going near him, still do actually! And once a poor girl in my art class had a bad panic attack which makes her v*... and everyones all round her comforting her while I'm having a panic attack the other side of the classroom. I was all like 'go to the loo! Oh my gosh GO TO THE BLIMMING LOO!!' and way freaking out. Only one guy noticed, I explained that v* freaks me out and he was like 'man that sucks' but I think he's forgotten about it now

[olschesky]

my whole emetophobia i think began when a boy sitting behind me in class v and it went on me.....i ran out of the class and refused to go back to class for days....my parents even put me in the hospital because i kept saying i was sick.......this happend 45 years ago and and still haunts me like it was yesterday.....

[nhernandez1194]

Once when I was about seven or eight years old, my brother and I were eating waffles. Out of nowhere, my brother, then four or five, v* right on the table. I nearly fainted, didn't, but ran straight into the kitchen, screaming and crying while covering my mouth with a clean dishtowel. Goodness, the tears where streaming down my face, I sounded as if I were being murdered.

Another time as about five years ago in the fifth grade, some kid went under his desk for something I thought he dropped. Wrong. He started violently v* under the table. The room instantly started spinning. The adrenaline surge—I can almost swear—made it feel as if my heart was going to stop. I was sitting one row over from him. All I could do was sit in class, as pale as a ghost. It was terrible. When the janitor came to mop it up, I covered my mouth and nose for fear of evaporating v* particles entering my body.

[j.shinay]

oh gosh nhernandez1194. . .that is literally my worst fear what happened to you when you were a kid. I always thought if someone got sick in a room the entire class would be asked to leave till it was clean. Looking back now I can see how thats an irrational idea. . blah :-/

[Jill in Apartment 413]

Oh boy I have LOTS o' stories!

In Kindergarten (Yeah that far back) There was a kid named Sean who said he didn't feel well. They took him to the nurse but he came back cause the nurse said he was fine. I was sitting right next to him when he v*ed. I started freaking out and I ran as far away from him as possible without leaving the class room.

Second grade. I was sitting at a table with three other students. One kid, Marcus I think his name was, RIGHT across from me v*ed all over his book on the table. I remember this vividly because it was pink. Yeah Pink! He then ran out of the room v*ing as he went. I was shaking and almost in tears but I held it together.

In third grade this girl named Sarah got up and v*ed RIGHT behind me, managing to get some v* in my hair. I started crying and refused to sit in my seat for the rest of the day. I got in lots of trouble for being "obstinant" but I didn't care, I was like "I am not sitting there"

I don't remember what grade I was in, but somewhere between kindergarten and 4th grade someone v*ed on the school bus. I think what was so bad about it was the kid v*ed at the FRONT of the bus and I was all the way in the last seat. We had assigned seats. Anyway, when it came time to get off of the bus I was screaming and crying cause I had to jump OVER the v* to get off.

In high school, this kid named Alex ate a WHOLE BAG of chocolate covered espresso beans for lunch (Why? I have no idea LoL) and we were in my bio-ethics class. I came in and Alex was green. I am not exaggerating, he was literally green. I got up and told the teacher that I couldn't stay in class because Alex was going to be sick. She was like "No he'll be fine" I'm like, "Seriously he's F-ing GREEN" so she said I'd have to take a cut. I said fine. It was a small school (like seriously one floor of a rented building with two hallways) I went all the way to the back hallway, in the corner, as far away from the bathrooms as I could get, curled up in the corner and started crying. The art teacher came out of her class room and comforted me for the rest of the period. I was right, a few minutes after I left Alex got sick.

As you can imagine, I have many many many many reasons to be paranoid that this is going to happen again, in any situation. The funny thing is I remember every single moment of every single event where someone else v*ed.

Since high school, I have been lucky in avoiding seeing someone v*. In fact, last year I was at a christmas party and my sister was bugging me to go outside with her to have a cigarette. I didn't want to go outside cause it was cold and we were allowed to smoke in my uncle's house. She however didn't want our extended family to know she smoked. Finally she convinced me to go outside. We had our smoke and came back in. My mom stopped me before I could get out of the kitchen, telling me that my cousin Ruby v*ed in the livingroom.

I have managed to avoid it, but I still KNOW about it when it happens. And everyone (but my fiance) Thinks I'm totally irrational and need to calm the funk down. I think the only time that my dad was understanding with it was one time my sister was getting s* and I came down the stairs and he said, "Don't go in there, Laura is v*ing." I thanked him and calmly went back upstairs.

Sorry that was a really long post. My point? It seems like v* follows me LoL! I see it on the streets, I hear it in the bathrooms, I just...blech!

[j.shinay]

Poor thing! No wonder your emet!!! That many traumatic experiences would have made me a much more severe emet than I am.

[PinkButterfly]

Haa! I've had tons of those experiences in elementary school.
One being a boy V* on the school bus, in the back. His V*was pink, just like jill in the apartment's experience lol. But needless to say, it streamed all the way to the front of the bus and we all had to walk over it and smell it the whole way to school. I never realized I was acting irrational when I would want to run every time someone V*ed. I also hated everyone who got sick. I wouldn't like them at all afterwords. If you V*ed, You're off my list! LOL. Not anymore, but as a child, yes.

[nhernandez1194]

Haa! I've had tons of those experiences in elementary school.
One being a boy V* on the school bus, in the back. His V*was pink, just like jill in the apartment's experience lol. But needless to say, it streamed all the way to the front of the bus and we all had to walk over it and smell it the whole way to school. I never realized I was acting irrational when I would want to run every time someone V*ed. I also hated everyone who got sick. I wouldn't like them at all afterwords. If you V*ed, You're off my list! LOL. Not anymore, but as a child, yes.

I too remember all of the v* experiences kids have had at school over the years. I didn't include them in my memoirs (linked in my signature). I was only allowed a limit of 10,000 words.

As a child, I always thought that v* was just one of those things people were always afraid of, like thunderstorms and car accidents. As I got older, I realized I was way off. Then I came here and have been so much better off!

[alexikiss]

Oh they couldn't have kept me in that exam room for anything, i would have been out of there like greased lightning - and i probably would have screamed and made a right prat of myself into the bargain.#

I really can't imagine how i would react if someone v* on me tbh - part of me thinks i would yell and scream and call them all the names under the sun in between slaps but the other part thinks actually i would probably keep my mouth well and truly closed in case i got anything in it and i probably wouldn't want to evn touch them which also rules out any slapping...idk, let's hope it never happens.

Someone did put a story on here last year about how they got v* on once by someone in the food court of a shopping centre and they freaked out so bad that they got escorted out by security, it's just stuck in my head cos even though it's not at all funny, the way they wrote it just made me giggle.

Well, back then, I really wasn't very assertive and I didn't really understand my phobia, or even that it was an acceptable thing. If that were now, I would have explained to the teacher and I'm sure she would have let me sit in another room (every classroom was testing).

The story about security escorting someone out - yeah, that would probably be me, hahaha. I love it, I wish I could read that story.

[alexikiss]

My friend and I were just talking about this: isn't it funny how when you do something idiotic when you're younger, people like to say, "Oh, no one will even remember that in 20 years." YES, THEY WILL. Haha! This thread is testament to that. I remember the name of every person who I've ever witnessed doing that, dating back to the 80s. And it will be the first thing I associate them with if someone brings their name up.

Usually now if I think someone will be ill, I just say, "OH MY GOD, GET ME OUT OF HERE. NOW!!!" One time I was with a friend and we were waiting in a parking lot of a restaurant to pick up our other friend who was a waitress there. I saw a group of people walk out and at one point, a girl stopped and leaned over. A man was standing next to her just looking at her. She could have been doing something else for all I know, but I started freaking out..."OH MY GOD! PLEASE JUST LEAVE!! DRIVE!! DRIVE AWAY!!!" My friend had no idea what was even going on, so I told her what I thought was happening...so she just drove out onto the street and kept driving...my heart was racing and I was hyperventilating.

[Jill in Apartment 413]

I always KNEW that i had this phobia of v* but I didn't know what it was called until I was maybe 20 years old! I remember how i found out the name too. I was in the college library reading psychology books about phobias and there was one case study of someone afraid of v* and I read through it and they said it was called "Emetophobia" and I was like, "OMG! I HAVE THAT!" I proceeded to tell everyone that it was a legitmate fear LoL. When I told my parents they were like, "DUH". I don't like my parents too much. LoL.

[sage]

Just reading this thread got me a little anxious! Oh the memories! When I was emetophobic I TOTALLY made scenes by running the hell out of rooms whenever someone was sick or I thought they might be. I ran off a school bus once before it left cuz the teacher was handing out Gravol. I ran down back alleys and hid behind a car when I saw the bus coming down my street toward home! My mum was sooooo mad....it was horrible. I remember those days. Ahhhhh - so good to over that feeling.

[irish_grrl76]

It seems as if we all have horrible elemetary school memories....here are mine..
I was in 2nd grade, but they decided to send me to 4th grade for math based on some test scores. The first day I went to that math class, I was sitting next to a 4th grader in the back of the room. His desk was right next to mine but it was a little bigger than mine. Well, he raised his hand and told the teacher that he still didn't feel well...so I guess he told her earlier that he was sick, but she didn't listen. She told him he was fine and his mom wouldnt have sent him to school if he was sick. Right after that he let out the loudest, most vile burps I have ever heard and next thing I knew his vomit was dripping down onto my desk!!! I got up and left the class. I refused to go back. I told my mom I couldnt do 4th grade math when I actually could cus I didn't want to go back into that room again.
Later that same week I was riding the bus home. I normally sat in the front cus I was a really shy, reserved kid and was happier in the front for whatever reason. My friend convinced me to sit in the back with her. I did....and that same 4th grade guy was on my bus. I hadn't noticed him before, but I did that day. I knew he was going to get sick. We were the last two kids on the bus and he was holding his stomach. When we went over a bump, he vomited in the aisle of the bus. I was absolutely freaking out, but I couldnt go anywhere. His stop was two streets before mine so he got off the bus and I was still in the back trying to hold my breath cus the smell was awful. When we finally got to my stop, I jumped over it to get out. I was so afraid of that guy and I was very happy when he moved.
There was this kid in my 3rd grade class that used to swallow coins at school. His name was Bernard and he sat next to me at lunch. He kept swallowing the damn coins but when he got to the quarter, he gagged and gagged. He'd just spit it out and do it again. It was so freaking disgusting. I actually raised my hand and told the lunch ladies and that was so out of character for me. I never raised my hand for anything but I just couldn't take it anymore. He still tried for a few weeks after that but they kept an eye on him and would stop him when they saw the coins go into his mouth.
I have more stories but I'll stop for now. I'm actually feeling a lil anxious.

[Jill in Apartment 413]

He would swallow coins? Did he have pica? Although I don't think people with pica swallow coins, but I could be wrong. That's just weird. Money is so dirty! Erg!

[alexikiss]

I think that would make anyone anxious to watch! Geez, he could have choked to death and died right there.

[turbokinetic]

When I was in the 8th grade (or thereabout), our school had long "picnic-style" bench tables in the cafeteria. One person at our school was the type who would randomly get sick for no reason. He would say "I think I'm going to spew..." each time, giving about 5 seconds of warning.

On this fateful day, he was sitting across from me drinking a bottle of milk. We had just got our food and sat down, and he drank his milk first before eating. After finnishing the milk, he started to pepper and salt his food, then stopped and sat still. He then said "I think I'm gonna..." and before he said "spew" he V all the milk across the table! Instinctively, I picked up my side of the table to stop the milk tidal wave from rolling off the table into my lap! Unfortunately, this caused everyone's drinks to topple over and pour off the table onto the OTHER side. Everyone over there was soaked.

I got "fussed at" for tilting the table, but my quick reflexes saved me from a day wearing milk-soaked clothes!

I did not drink milk for YEARS after that incident! I mean YEARS, probably 6 or 7. Then I finally saw a creatively packaged chocolate milk bottle at a zippy mart and I bought that and have been drinking chocolate milk since. Still don't drink white milk, though!

Later,
David

[alexikiss]

Last poster - that reminds me of the milk chugging contests people used to have. And still do, apparently. They chug a gallon of milk and it always ends in tragedy. I think someone did that in my high school cafeteria one time, THANK GOD NOT THE SAME PERIOD AS ME. They referred to him as the Milk God. Ugh.

[vixki]

^ughhh I was at my church youth group one time and they were talking in graphic detail about the milk game - I was literally frozen in the corner. One girl stood up and yelled 'SHUT UP!' and walked out - her friend said 'oh no she is terrifired of v*' and went to find her. I SO wish i'd been able to go and talk to her but I COULD NOT move, and was forced to sit there like half an hour freaking. (the girl has now left the church to go to a different one, I have her on facebook but I have no idea how to bring it up...)

& i'm afraid I made a scene on Friday at college, I felt really n* and was convinced I was gonna v* - I think it was a reeeally bad panic attack, but yeah. I was sitting outside my art classroom before the lesson began and all my art class were there with me. Then when they went in I said 'i'll be there in a min' but never went in cos I literally felt I couldn't move. I phoned my mum in tears and she said shed phone college. I don't think anyone saw me freaking except this one guy I know who came and sat with me to see if I wad ok, and one girl (who has problems of her own) who came late for the lesson.
College sent one of the secretaries yo come find me and some how I got over to the main office still feeling awful and they rang a taxi for me, and one of the additional support team came in the taxi with me cos I wouldn't go on my own.
It was so awful and so embarrasing

[Jill in Apartment 413]

Once, in high school, I was sitting in one of the rooms with a math tutor and drinking a cafe mocha. All of a sudden this wave of n* hit me so bad I was convinced I was going to v*! So without a word I got up and walked out of the room. When the math tutor asked me where I was going, I said I needed fresh air. That sometimes helps me, to go outside. Well I was stopped by the principal who said I was not allowed to go outside. Instead I went out into a hallway and sat in a chair all curled up in a fetal position and had the window open. Finally my homeroom teacher was convinced that I really didn't feel well (maybe cause I was shaking and crying) and let me call my dad to be picked up from school. It was horrible! I didn't v* though, but I was making all sorts of a scene.

[antiv03]

GREAT thread! I remember once when I was very little, my family and I went to Durgin Park in Boston, which is famous for roast beef. My brother got a particularly stringy piece which got caught in his throat, and he began to choke on it very loudly. He kept making loud retching-type noises, and it really sounded to me like he was going to v*. My parents were there to help him (thank goodness), but I became very scared and was running around all of the surrounding tables, trying to get away, just screaming "oh my god!" the whole time and completely freaking out. My parents gave me trouble for it afterwards, and my brother (also little) did not understand why I ran away

Another incident happened in sixth grade (when I was a little bit older) after our class picnic - a girl (let's call her Mary) was standing on top of some desks in the classroom (don't ask me why), and talking to her friend who was next to her. All of a sudden Mary says she feels sick, and begins v*ing A LOT all over the desks/onto the floor. Being that I was older, I was able to calmly walk out of the room. Once I got into the hall, panic set in, and I went running down the stairs. A hall aide saw me, and all I could say to her was was "Mary just threw up!". When I eventually came back into the classroom, I was still visibly disturbed. Mary's friend snootily said to me "YOU think it was gross? Well IIIIII was standing right next to her (when she v*ed)!!!" Good times :P

[alexikiss]

GREAT thread! I remember once when I was very little, my family and I went to Durgin Park in Boston, which is famous for roast beef. My brother got a particularly stringy piece which got caught in his throat, and he began to choke on it very loudly. He kept making loud retching-type noises, and it really sounded to me like he was going to v*. My parents were there to help him (thank goodness), but I became very scared and was running around all of the surrounding tables, trying to get away, just screaming "oh my god!" the whole time and completely freaking out. My parents gave me trouble for it afterwards, and my brother (also little) did not understand why I ran away

I did the same thing when my friend started choking during lunch in high school. Her drink went down the wrong pipe or something, and it was all because I made her laugh! :/ I remember her face was purple and she said she was going to be ill. I started freaking out and saying, "Well, get up! Leave! Go to the garbage can!" So I got up and ran over to some guy I knew at the next table and sat on his lap with my bagel. He thought I was insane, haha. But my friend was okay and nothing happened. And we were able to laugh about it afterwards.

[harmonygirl72]

I have two good embarrassing ones, and one was even a false alarm! I was at a bar with a bunch of friends during the summer (we all worked at a camp together and would often go out at night). One guy was known for getting very drunk, plus they knew about my fear and he was the type that would tease me about it. Well, later in the night, he walks up to me, gets kind of close, and has this weird expression on his face. I decided that he was going to v* on me, so I RAN out of there and quite far away from the place, late at night, only to find out later that his friends had dared him to kiss me!!! That's what he was going to do!!! Oops!

The other one was as a teacher, I had a kid v* in my classroom once, and I RAN out of there. I had a student teacher in there, so they weren't unsupervised, but still! How unprofessional!! I felt like I was out of control of my body!! Luckily, the office was right across from my room, and I had to tell them anyway. The principal was SO nice about it. She told me to stay in her office for awhile to "get it together". She could tell I was scared!

[ejb199]

aww thats really nice your principal was so understanding mary! id run out too if a kid was sick like that!

prob my most embarrasing "run out" was at Sainsburys supermarket while i was working on the checkouts. looking back tho i dont care! id do it again! i had just started and was only 16. anyway this girl who had started at the same time as me comes back from her break and is sick literally all over the floor about 4 checkouts down from mine. i was mid serving people and just stuck my light on quickly. as soon as a supervisor came over, i literally legged it out the front door and went home! i thought they would fire me but they didnt. i couldnt go back in for my sunday shift and my dad had to escort me round the store everyday for a week to get my confidence back. it really really knocked me. :-(

i also had a freak out at a slipknot concert when i was at uni. near where we were standing, someone was sick over the balcony and it hit this guy on the head. it was horrid. hence it was a worthy freakout! i got in a huge panic attack - i was with all my metal and goth guys and they hadnt a clue what was going on. luckily my now hubby was there and took me out for air and got me water. he was so great to me that night and i managed to stay and still enjoy the gig - even tho it was at the back of the venue - and all my guys stayed with me too! bless them. even now im wary of balconies :-(

[amarkham01]

OMG I have SO MANY!!

One, I was on a long car trip with my parents, brother, sister, and two of my sisters friends. My sister was really cool and popular in high school, and I didn't really have any friends, so I was trying to be pretty cool with them, and all that. Then my brother gets car s*. I was SCREAMING and trying to jump out of the car (lol on the highway) and my parents would not pull over. When they finally did, I ran away from the car and refused to get back in for such a long time! hahaha. It's funny now, but I was just so furious at EVERYONE at the time. PS, I was like 17. lol.

I told this one already on the site a few times but, I was working as a phlebotomist (draw blood for tests) and this really old feeble lady with vertigo comes in and I"m just feeling so sorry for her, we are just chatting away and all the sudden she starts g* and I"m like FUUUCK and kick a trash can at her (it was still really far away from her after I kicked it. lol) then bolt from the room, leaving her all alone and plug my ears! I was yelling to my boss go help her, and she's like 'wtf? you". I seriously thought I had pooped my pants after that happened it was so startling, luckily I didn't.

Man, I feel like I have little incidents all the time. Twice yesterday, in fact. haha

I was riding the bus home, and I just got a sudden wave of anxiety (n*) and the bus was at a stop, but it was also a red light and had been sitting there for some time, then all of a sudden I just jump out of my seat and run to the front of the bus, and I'm like, "i need off here!!!" and I could hear peopel snickering.

And earlier that day, I was walking down the stairs at school to go to class, and I heard a sound of someone v* or coughing maybe but it was REALLY loud. there was a pack of people behind me and in front of me, and I looked and saw a 'puddle' and people staring (I thought), and I just pushed right through everyone back up the stairs being completely inconsiderate. I could hear people laughing. Then I ran outside and calmed down, and went and looked to the windows and saw nobody being s* or acting funny so went back in to class...I looked at the puddle and it was CLEARLY water from people's boots. hahahaha.

[classycaro1]

Haha when someone throws up around me, my inhibitions go out the window. One time in middle school one of my teachers was unknowingly pregnant and threw up suddenly into a trash can. I stood up with my fingers in my ears and just screamed. It was embarrassing haha.

Another time in high school we were seated at tables of two people and the girl at my table was on the inside against the wall and couldn't get out unless I moved. One day she started holding her head and moaning and I asked if she was going to be sick and she nodded so I stood up so fast that I knocked our table over. It was a chemistry class so all the glass tubes and vials broke on the floor and our books and papers went flying. The rest of class was spent with the janitor trying to clean up the mess. My partner didn't even vomit.

One more...over Thanksgiving my dad almost threw up on the airplane ride home so my mom gave me her jacket and I spent the whole ride with it draped over my head. Several flight attendants asked if I was okay haha. I must have looked ridiculous.

[Jill in Apartment 413]

OMG I remember this one time I was in the car after my mom picked us up from school. My sister kept saying she didn't feel well and was going to v*. I was in the front seat and she was in the back and I was curled up on the seat with my fingers in my ears screaming at her to shut up. My mom was getting annoyed with me and was telling me to calm down but I wouldn't. Luckily she didn't v* and was only acting sick so she wouldn't have to go to hebrew school that night. I didn't know this at the time so I was all too happy to go to hebrew school that night. Ten years later, I'm a Catholic...how does that work? LoL!

[olli]

Once I was at a party with some friends, and we were standing outside on the balcony upstairs. There were 5 or 6 other people we didn't know on the balcony with us. A drunk guy came outside and v'ed over the railing. I collapsed and hyperventilated and cried, and my ex boyfriend had to carry me inside and put me on a couch so I could be left alone for a while.

Last month I was watching a movie with a couple of acquaintances who don't know about my emetophobia at all. There was mild v'ing that was out of shot and the sound wasn't very realistic, but it made me anxious anyway. I sat there for a minute trying to decide whether I could stay in the room and pretend like nothing happened, but I was really hot and my lungs were constricting, so I went to the bathroom, sat on the floor for a minute and washed my face with cold water. I got back and they asked if I was okay, because I guess I looked a bit off. I didn't want to explain, so I told them "don't worry about it" about 5 times before they left me alone