Two mornings ago I had a panic attack. While I was able to get myself out of the panic mode — through meditation, isometric exercises, and writing time — I was unable to bring myself to a semblance of health. I continued to suffer from high levels of stress, which kept my body tense and in pain. Plus, while I accomplished some at work, I was much less focused and reflective as I usually am.
I couldn’t have called in sick; I was already at work. I should have just gone home, called it a day.
The lesson from two days ago, as I’ve pointed out in a previous post, some days you don’t win and conceding is alright.