Panic/Emet- 100
Neha- 0
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I had a HORRIBLE evening you guys, and you are the ONLY people on the planet that will be able to understand!! And it was Canada Day too!![]()
Here's what happened. I was at a friend's house and we all decided to go watch the movie "Cars." Well all was fine until the previews came on. (The bad part doesn't start yet, but this isn't a very emet-pretty thing.) Anyway, one of the previews for the moviewas "How to Eat Fried Worms"--just as disgusting as it sounds!! The preview was HORRID! I had to cover my eyes throughout the entire preview! (*Warning to those who are going to watch "Cars" just plug your ears or close your eyes when they start talking about a boy in a new school*) Just disgusting!! Why would anyone want to watch a movie like that? UGH!!! Anyway, I recovered from that preview and all was well for a while.
[b]The movie started, and I started to feel nauseaus. I thought: Well, I probably had a little bit too much to eat (two pieces of lasagna and cake), so it was understandable with my acid reflux and everything. But the nausea only got worse and worse and worse! So you can imagine I'm panicking by this time. I kept thinking back to the time when I watched "Freaky Friday" and how I had a HORRIBLE panic attack throughout the entire movie. But I stuck it out that time, and I thought I could this time too.Anyway, the anxiety and nausea was reaching that magnitude VERY FAST!!! It was apparent I was having a panic attack, but I HATE HATE HATE having one in public!!! I know you all feel the same way. I feel so much more out of control when it's in front of people! Luckily the movie theater was dark, but still. I dug my fingernails into my skin and started doing all sorts of crapto prevent v*******. (I guess we all have our different weird defense mechanisms, right?) Anyway, I was hoping, praying my friend next to me didn't see me freaking out! What would she think I was doing with my fingernails in my skin? I dug so deep that I hit the bone. Anyway, that didn't work. And I wasn't able to deep breathe, because I felt like I was about to gag. I even prayed that I wouldn't v**** (How shallow does that sound? But I was desperate, and I pleaded to just get through this one time without v****** and without making a fool out of myself).So I kept saying to myself: "Stick it out Neha, in a while, this will all be over." and "You've gotten through this before, and you can and will get through it now." and "Panic attacks won't kill you!" and "You probably won't v*****, it's just the panic talking." But all of that self talk didn't work. The more I tried to calm myself down, the worse I felt, and soon I couldn't stand it anymore. Everything just came to this big rush type feeling, and I REALLY felt like I was going to be sick in thetheater, so Igot up out of my chair and stepped overseveral people to getto the stairs to get out of the theater. (We were on the second to the top row). But I realized that we were in one of those small theaters that didn't have an exit upstairs, so I went ALL the way down the stairs and in front of EVERYONE in the movie to get out of the theater because the door was on the opposite side. It was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO embarrasing!! One guy gave me a really dirty look. And lord know's what my friends were thinking! I pretended to hold my pocket like someone was calling me or somthing. Anyway, I was parched and tried to drink some water from the fountain (something I would never do, but I was desperate.) Anyway, I felt like gagging after I drank the water, so I stopped after like two sips. I went into the bathroom where they have a couch and just sat there and started to cry. I knew at thatpoint I wasn't going to be sick