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This wasn’t a google search, and I thoroughly weighed the pros and cons of if the content would be benign enough to post, speaking as someone who has 1. Dealt with this exact issue, and 2. Has tremendous health anxiety, but thanks for your input.

Supplements are wonky things, sometimes. I remember a brief time where I was loading up my D3 dosage (7,000iu/day) in the winter but started having palpitations (100 a day) and momentous brain fogs and memory issues with anxiety... then found out if you’re not getting enough magnesium, D3 supplements can deplete your available magnesium and cause heart palps, brain fog, anxiety, and etc. Took some magnesium citrate and eased my D3 dosage down over a few weeks, all the while all the issues eased and then stopped. Well, save for the anxiety. It’s always here but it wasn’t as bad. It could be the brand, it could be the time, it could be a supplement co-factor issue (D3 supplements need K, A, and magnesium to be utilized by the body... when I was taking 3,000 iu’s of D3 with a multi-V that had these other cofactors and more I didn’t have a problem), or it could be an unrelated factor. It’s a wait-and-see game at this point.

Do continue to keep your eye on him, but he’ll probably be ok. A lot of pets (especially dogs, I guess) have seizures that are idiopathic; they just happen for an unknown reason and aren’t a threat in-of themselves. I’ve had a dog of a healthy weight that lived to about 5 years old with chronic seizures since birth (he passed from unknown causes), but I’ve also had a very overweight cat that suddenly started having seizures when she was almost 9 and it turned out to be heart disease with turbulent blood flow and blood clots. Her seizures were because her brain wasn’t getting enough blood due to the state of her heart, and she passed this April from Saddle Thrombus. I tell you this not to scare you but to show you there’s a bit of a difference between the two scenarios and maybe that can give you peace of mind. One case was truly idiopathic, the other was much more alarming as 9 year old 22lb cats don’t usually just start having seizures out of nowhere. Also, when my Haley passed this year I started having an uptick in health anxiety and worried about heart health and seizures. You’re going to be fine ?

I too can hear blood rushing through my ears sometimes (and I have low-normal blood pressure). I researched this a few years ago and apparently can be caused by narrowed veins running just beneath your ears (especially when laying down), or turbulent blood flow. If it’s especially bothersome I might address it with your doctor and maybe you guys can see if some imaging might be in order. A lot of people are told it’s Pulsatile Tinnitus but if you’re experiencing what I’ve experienced it’s NOT tinnitus.

Odds are pretty good you probably tore yourself a small fissure or nicked an internal hemmorhoid when pushing out the backed-up poop, especially if it was harder or larger than normal. When I get to that point I usually get a small fissure and/or tear at the opening and both result in bright red blood on the poop, and it takes a while to heal... so another hard poop within a couple days will re-open the fissure and cause another bleed.

Hello. Sorry you’re freaking out. I too worried about my liver and pancreas last summer and constantly watched the color of my poop. My doctor said tannish poop can be as simple as fast transport time between ingestion and defecation. I noticed that was the truth in my case and calmed down.

Hi there. I do believe that teeth are supposed to have just a minute fraction of give. I notice it a little bit more in my front teeth than back. Unless it occurs with red, angry, bleeding, very recessed gum sites (that you’ve had for a long time... and your breath would be very noticable by the time your teeth started wiggling), there’s nothing sinister about it.

First and foremost, I’m so sorry for your loss. I hope you’re doing as well as you can be given the circumstances. My estranged father passed away last year after being taken off life support. I won’t get into the specific pathology of what put him into the hospital to begin with, as it was something innocuous that blew up and he ended up having two heart attacks, but just know had he taken better care of himself during his life and heeded the advice he was given by two Urgent Care facilties (he always was stubborn as hell), he would probably still be here. Anyway, the night before he passed, after I had gotten home from visiting him the hospital (it was the first time I had seen him in 11 years), I woke up after two hours of sleep in a blind panic: I fell asleep on my left arm and it was VERY numb, and Wasihavingaheartattackohmygod?! I recognized that my father’s condition was setting off my HA, but does the HA care about logic? Not usually, no. His death was the first very close death I had experienced and I handled it fine in some aspects but didn’t handle it so well in others. For instance, on one hand I understood and accepted logically and emotionally that death is a natural part of life and it’s unfortunately often ugly and cruel and indiscriminate. It doesn’t wait for us to reconcile with estanged parents or friends, it doesn’t care if we’ve said “I love you,” recently. It also doesn’t care how good or bad a person is. On another hand, I experienced my worst HA spike since 2012 and became very focused on my heart. I think at this point.... the notion that sometimes health anxiety can be about anxieties we have about other issues we aren’t acknowledging forcing their way out of our psyches REALLY hit home. Soon I realized part of the reason my father’s death caused me a lot of health anxiety was because it was my first 1st degree connection with mortality. It’s one thing when a great grandparent you didn’t visit very often dies, but when someone you were closer to for some time in your generation or the generation just above or below dies, it makes many of us realize our own mortality for the first time. You can probably see how easily this could translate to upticks in HA. In fact, I had done some reading and quite a few sources out there are saying we should replace the “Bargaining” grief stage with “Anxiety” when it comes to grieving a death and not someone who is dying. Many, many people experience anxiety when a death happens close to them, especially in close generations. I’m sorry this post ended up being so long and expositional, but I just wanted you to know you’re not alone and many of us can sympathize to various degree with you. And I figured maybe that realization I had could possibly help you, too. Please don’t feel guilty for feeling the way you feel. Anxiety in response to death is very common for a variety of reasons. You’re not being selfish: you’re going through a lot right now in trying to process this loss.

Hi there. I went to the chiropractor for the first time after a really bad car accident I was in (caused a lot of upper body tension; my shoulders/neck were rocks) that triggered PTSD and a severe uptick in my health anxiety/ocd. They actually did do xrays of my back and neck, but from my understanding not every chiro does this. I’m not sure but I’m wondering if xrays help them get insurance to cover the appointments?? Anyhoo, long story short, the chiro did an adjustment on my neck and I walked out of the office in tears, anxious and fearing for my life. I was sure I was going to have a stroke or dissection and die. What’s more, after a month of adjustments, my head would shake involuntarily and it Freaked. Me. OUT. Cue massive panic attacks. My chiro sent me for an MRI just to make sure everything was ok from a neurological standpoint. Don’t quote me exactly, but I believe what ended up happening was that the pressure was finally being relieved from some of the nerves having been pinched and not to mention my muscles were finally beginning to relax, as a result of the adjustments; it was just a thing my body did as it adjusted. I wore a neck brace to help keep the pressure off for about a month, and pretty soon I was in as tip-top shape a person with a moderate loss of c-spine curvature can be. I ended up LOVING my chiropractor and my adjustments. And the ironic part is? The neck adjustments were and still are my favorite part. I carry a lot of my tension in my neck, and because of my loss of curvature, oh god, it’s always amazing afterward. Just remember: the more you go, the more comfortable you’ll probably get!

It could be neck and shoulder tension from everything fron sleeping in a wonky position to not having good enough neck support (how’s your pillow?) to posture to stress and anxiety. Try a massage or heating pad, or warm baths. Also, be mindful of when you’re tensing and remember to try to release your muscles. Xx

When I had to get my lower left wisdom tooth out when I was anxious it was going to get infected, the maxillofacial surgeon informed me that there is a risk that if they jostle the nerve at the bottom of my jaw by removing the teeth, I might have numbess and never recover full sensation. He said the longer you wait, the longer the roots can grow, and they can get very close to that nerve (they HAVE to make you aware of the risks with these procedures. They weren’t trying to scare you; it’s their obligation to give you the proper information so you can make an informed decision). I was 25 at the time and anxious AF. The tooth popped out in about 2 minutes and I ended up being perfectly fine. Fast forward to last year. I’m 31 years old and I still have 3/4 of my wisdom teeth. I get the other lower removed because again, I’m panicking about infection risk because it had been falling apart. The surgeon took xrays and informed me that my roots were long and one of them was a little curved, and “these are the risks” and etc. Even though I was scared to death, I said “Fine” as I’d rather have numbness than leave a rotting tooth in my skull and die from an oral infection. The extraction took a good 15 minutes thanks to the curved root and required the tooth being sawed in half (which wasn’t awful: I couldn’t feel anything but pressure and the sound of the tooth breaking wasn’t as bad as I’d imagined it to be). I ended up fine, though I was a dumb*** and didn’t keep my mouth clean enough of food debris in the next week so guess what? I got an infection in the socket. I poked my tongue around one day and noticed a little mound that was noticably warmer that hadn’t been there when I woke up. I called the dentist, the dentist said “come in,” and he agreed and it was an infection. The very idea that scared the poop out of me into getting to the tooth pulled happened anyway, but I’ll tell you what: like many people will mention here, the reality of having it was actually so much more chill and manageable than the worry of it happening was, in retrospect. I was still worried, but it wasn’t the “spiraling into a crippling panic” worry. I got heavy duty anti-biotics and the infection cleared in about 10 days without even having to be drained by the dentist. Actually, the side effects from the anti-biotic were worse for me than the infection and extraction combined. I hope this helps. I know it’s anecdotal, but I mentioned it because of some similar factors and fears we shared. Keep your chin up and good luck; though I’m sure you’ll be fine!

Hey there; just wanted to let you know there are actually websites out there that calculate what time you should wake up according to when you fall asleep to help avoid grogginess! It’s pretty neat stuff. Glad you’re getting everything sorted!!

Oh yes, misses doses of an SSRI (as well as going ON them and tapering off) can cause all kinds of weird sensations. Some are more sensitive to it that others, and everyone seems to get their own individual mix of a vat of symptoms. I've looked and people describe brain zaps, body parts tingling, huge twitches/jerks, etc. I've actually been bad and didn't take Fluoxetine the way I'm supposed to (my work schedule has been extremely wonky the last few weeks, whoops) and I had twitches that are better described as "body zaps." As in the twitch happens only because I feel a jolt of electricity. Also consider that sometimes these things just happen. Nerves misfire sometimes for no reason or benign reasons.

Hi there. I'm sorry you're going through this. IANAD, but I've been through various "anxiety f'ed up my gastro-intestinal system" stages during my life and have learned a thing or two. If you think any of your problems or symptoms are related to anxiety/stress, or are made worse BY anxiety/stress... 1. Be mindful of how tense your stomach muscles are. Do scans throughout the day and relax your muscles whenever they're tight. I don't know exactly what the mechanism is, but time and time again I've found that anxiety/stress --> tensing stomach muscles --> acid reflux & feeling nauseous & decreased appetite the harder and longer I tensed my stomach --> throwing up whenever I was actually able to eat --> more anxiety/stress because I'm in pain, can't eat, losing weight, feeling nauseous... aaaand repeat, because these circumstances create a giant feedback loop. There have been plenty of times where I wasn't even consciously anxious but was tensing TF out of my stomach. Maybe it's muscle memory? Either way, you'd be surprised how much you may be doing this. 2. Try to stay way from Ibuprofen for now. It can make gastro-intestinal stuff worse when you're in the thick of something. 3. If you're not already, try spreading your food intake out. Instead of eating larger meals, break things down into small snacks more often. Also try foods that are very easy on digestion: last summer the BRAT diet helped food become palatable to my anxious stomach again. Yogurt was also good! I couldn't go wild with the amounts of food;I found that snacking every hour or two, a little at a time, was immensely helpful. I hope you feel better soon! Xx

Hello everyone, My last post in the forum was about my skin worries: pityriasis rosea, nummular eczema, atopic dermatitis, or mycosis fungoids (aka., a form of non-Hodgkins lymphoma)? I had a biopsy done on May 22nd and still have not heard back from the Derm clinic. I'm going to stop in tomorrow to see what they found, but it's probably pityriasis rosea. Most doctors will say "but it only lasts 6-8 weeks and you'd be covered!" meanwhile there are tons of testimonies out there that it can last AT LEAST 12 weeks from onset of the herald patch and it doesn't always result in a hundred or more patches. I have a few more newer spots on my back, but I haven't been all that worried about this anymore as many of the older spots are resolving. Well, two mornings ago I was laying in bed and noticed that some of my tongue, parts of my lips, and part of the roof of my mouth felt just a bit tingly on and off again and have been on/off again since. And with all the tongue/mouth stuff, earlier tonight I also had a very tangible heat/tingly sensation along the outer edge of my right elbow. I then started freaking out about MS (MS was one of my health anxiety obsessions in 2012). Yeah, true, I had slept on a pillow I threw to the side months ago because it offered little-to-no neck support (but decided to give a second try) the night before and morning of the tingling onset... but some people with MS wrongly blamed their tongue and facial tingling on bad/new pillows before their diagnosis, too. So, of course I started getting scared and anxious but then something happened: I was venting about HA on my private twitter and quickly realized that I'm a little too fed up with HA to deal with it right now and that no amount of anxiety is going to change anything right now anyway... and the spiraling stopped. "I'm over over-worrying and anxiety. If it's MS it's MS. If it's a thyroid tumor it's a tumor. If it's pernicious anemia it's pernicious anemia, if it's a tweaked nerve, etc. It is what it is and it isn't what it isn't; bring it up and it will be dealt with if it's anything. Bye Felicia." I literally rolled my eyes, shook my head, and muttered to myself, "just go and do something worth your time." And I'm sitting here right now wondering, "Who the heck am I right now? Did I really do that?? I DID THAT!" In retrospect, it seemed so easy in the moment, but the journey up until was anything but. It took the better part of two decades with immense anxiety and the last year on 20mgs of Fluoxetine once daily to be able to reach this point. And I can't say I'll always be this accepting and receptive, but it's a relief to know that I'm definitely capable. Acceptance is such an easy concept to understand. It's easy to counsel other people on. But it's another one entirely to put into practice and embody yourself.