Well, I called the paramedics and went to the hospital. I had one of my worst attacks yet and was so scared. It got worse at the hospital with all the noise and talking. Going was a bad mistake. Mom arrived by my side and stayed with me. They didn't run any tests and just prescribed me Klonopin for the anxiety. I feel a lot better now. I am too tired to write much though. When I get like I do in my attacks it is akin to being drunk or intoxicated. I can't speak or interact much and I just know everyone at the emergency room thought I was on drugs. That is my biggest worry now. And it would have to be a nurse I went to high school with. Sigh!