Going to the holiday party ...

Going to the holiday party was a big decision for me. I had missed the last two years since I did not do well in a crowd of people, the lights and the noise. 

So, I decided that I was we'll enough to go... I had a wonderful time at the part, had a wonderful meal ,even sang some karaoke . I came home feeling quite successful and proud of myself for going. 

I went upstairs ,changed and hopped into bed.

And then it started, the dreadful spin, feeling like I was flying faster than the speed of light, twirling and twirling.

My husband jumped out of bed and just held me until I stopped.

By this time I had fallen to the floor as if that was going to save me.

I went into the fetal position ,panting, shaking for at least an hour.

Finally , I was able to get in bed and then the second part of the episode begins

Dread, post traumatic fears, how ca. I live like this, what was I going to do?????