Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Fight On!

I'm officially a hospice volunteer. I keep asking myself if I'm completely crazy!? I think my subconscious made a decision for me to sign up for such a difficult type of volunteer work to help rid me of this vasovagal syncoptic reaction. It's got to be what possessed me to go through the application process and start this whole thing...right?

I went in for my initial interview today 10 min early. The air conditioning was off in the office. I was wearing a sweater in order to conceal my tattoos. I felt sweat bead up on my brow and the longer I had to wait the more I started to slip into my lightheadedness. I was working myself up, worried about having the reaction, which actually started to cause it. 

Realizing I couldn't afford to pass out and after having thoughts about running for the door, I shut down my negative train of thinking and took some deep breaths. I couldn't feed into the anxiety. 

I was greeted by the volunteer coordinator and taken back to fill out paperwork and started to feel a little better. Every time she mentioned Death, Hospice, Life Support Treatments, Nurses, and Medical I I could feel mi blood pressure go crazy and a deep sweat start to form on my back. I practiced healthy breathing and distraction techniques and made it through. The words got easier and easier to hear.

Getting my TB test instigated a lightheadedness, but I was able to be honest with them about my nervousness and they helped me through it. I took a drug test without complication and finished up the interview process unscathed. 

I was approved as a volunteer. I did it! I feel so empowered right now; I feel like I have regained some semblance of control over my emotions and have a fighting chance to overcome this debilitating problem. I was able to nip the thoughts of fleeing the building in the bud and push past it. I fought through it with rationalization and self awareness. I kept telling myself that I want to be there. I want to help. I want to give back. I don't want anxiety to control me. 

I did it! Today was a small victory over this stupid chemical reaction and reason for me to keep trying; keep fighting. 

In the words of Tommy Trojan and more importantly, Danny Felsen - "Fight On!" I'm doing this for him. 

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