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Anxiety and IPF
When I was first diagnosed with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis (IPF), I didn’t have anxiety when venturing out in public. I was using a portable oxygen concentrator (POC), and only using 2 lpm of oxygen on pulse. I went to work, visited family and friends, and went to other social outings. My medical condition changed when I contracted a respiratory syncytial virus, (RSV) and I had an exacerbation of my IPF. After a week-long hospital stay, I was now prescribed 4 lpm of oxygen at rest and 6-8 lpm of oxygen at exertion. My oxygen needs were substantially higher as I was now on continuous flow.
Upon my return home from the stay at the hospital, I was unable to do simple tasks around the house and unable to go to work. I could barely walk 15 feet without breaking out into a coughing episode. My anxiety level was at an all-time high. Just the thought of getting up and walking to the restroom worried me. There were many negative circumstances I thought may happen to me. Up until this point in my life I was anxiety free. I was the one who didn’t let anything bother me. There were days I failed to eat anything except snacks until my wife came home. She had prepared all the meals and set them in the fridge, but I found it mentally tough to walk to the fridge and place the meal in the microwave. I was terrified of another coughing episode.
My coughing episodes were unpleasant and I was fearful of them. I also knew I would have to walk and move about in order to get healthier following the RSV. I felt more comfortable when my wife was home, there was less anxiety, and I felt more normal. She motivated and encouraged me to be active. I would not leave the house other than for medical appointments. This disappointed her, but I felt I could not leave the house safely. I did not want to be a spectacle in public as I bent over coughing and hacking.
Several months had passed before I was cleared to go back to work. I felt the need to venture out. There was a new grocery store opening in the city near where I live. I knew if I went there I could drive the motorized carts provided for disabled persons. My mother-in-law, wife, and I loaded up in my truck and went to the store. I felt a sense of accomplishment by going to the store. My oxygen tank was placed in the food basket and it took me several minutes to get the hang of the machine but I felt good to be out in public. My anxiety would subside as I felt more comfortable with the disease. As I became “more normal” with my recovery, my outlook changed. I visited friends and family, went to the stores, started cooking, and participated in other activities.
Have any forum members experienced anxiety because they were fearful of going into a coughing episode?
Have any forum members chose not to participate in any type of activity because of anxiety?
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