A taste of Sicily

There is an amaaaaazing Sicilian bakery nearby. A lovely Italian client brought these for us. Very pleased. Had the strawberry one.

My health kick was going well too.... Well, until a mad dizzy spell and mild panic attack on the bus this morning. I'm bored of talking about this illness. I'm bored of this illness. I apologise as you must be bored of reading about it. It is difficult to explain and seems so irrational. If I think I am going to have a dizzy spell, or a panic attack, I then panic about the fact I am in public and am about to have a dizzy spell or panic attack. So this brings on a panic attack or dizzy spell. It is really upsetting me now. This morning's episode. A mild attack at the fact I wasn't feeling right, followed by a dreamlike mind-racing, which made everything around me almost blur into one, and a feeling that the bus was going to fall over, while I sat still, the world around me spun. Cars seemed to be going too fast around me, and I had to hide from the window to stop it. The bus seemed too fast, I tried to calm my mind, so I didn't have a panic attack, which I managed, by telling myself it wasn't real and that my brain was just imagining it.

I got to work, relieved, and calmed down before the girls got in, then told one of them what had happened, just incase It happened again. It didn't. But I just can't handle the unpredictability of it. I am sorry. This is so boring. But it just seems to be consuming me. I wander around my world wondering what might happen next. I am alone as I write this, with a tear in my eye, feeling like a complete freak, and am upset that there doesn't seem to be anything that can be done about it. So, sorry about the horrible blip. Im sure tomorrow will be cheerier.

Hope you had a nice day. :-)