...and my BFF is suffering from a few under one umbrella. Though worrisome and stressful--panic issues are no joke--we've had a few giggles that are nice.
We now know that the common cancer lasts a couple days. It's very similar to the common cold. It strikes swiftly, lasts about 48 hours, and leaves. Whew.
The 24 Ebola, on the other hand, really sucks. Man is that a shitty 24 hours. It's easily confused with bubbly-guts and manifests via gurgles.
Of course there's transient kidney failure, very similar to the common cancer, it lasts about a day or so, and clears up. It's oddly similar to a back strain.
Now, I'm happy we've had some after-the-fact laughs. At the time it's decidedly unfunny. I know anxiety myself. With experience & self-feedback, I know the eventual outcome is positive--though getting there sucks.
For my gal, everything is fresher. And while generalized anxiety has long shadowed her, I believe there's a percentage of PTSD related to time in Iraq/Afghanistan & her recently former career--as well as some unsettling and too-close-to-home crashes. Combine that with the (finally!) fact of co-habitation and feeling as though we both have something better to live for, and it's paradoxically inevitable that anxiety and panic assert themselves.
While I hope that with time these intrusive issues fade, our 'now' is tricky and requires careful navigation, patience and work. I'm glad for the belated laughs. Humor will surely overcome worry. It softens the edges of anxiety.