Around Nov, I started amitriptyline. It was great. For the first time in forever, I could sleep without burning legs. About a month in, I started getting the sensation that food was sticking to the back of my throat. Doc thought it was from dry mouth. As per doc's directions, I switched meds to nortriptyline. It was not as effective with pain, but I had incredible energy. Two months in, I had to stop because I was having panic attacks at night and chest pain.

I tried gaba, but it did nothing. So, I decided to try the nortriptyline again because I had a full bottle left. Did not ask my doc about it, just did it. Yesterday was 2 weeks in.

I have been having difficulties swallowing pretty much since Dec. Food will sit in the back of my throat, but not go down. I decided to not call my neuro again because it often feels like I am a hypochondriac.

This past Thursday, I was eating supper. Fortunately, my son was here with me. A piece of chicken got stuck as I was swallowing. I could not get it to go down. It was lodged in such a way that I couldn't breath, but I wasn't choking. My son ran to get his phone to call 911. By the time he got it, I was able to get the food down with lots of water.

Now, the perfect storm. I quit the nortriptyline and haven't taken any since Thursday morning. So, I am having panic attacks that I might have inhaled some of the chicken. Of course I am in pain because I have sfn. My chest is hurting, but it always does. I am exhausted, but I always am. To be on the safe side, I have not ran any since this happened.

The paranoia is real. At night I panic thinking what if I inhaled some of it and I die from pneumonia. I have NO signs of pneumonia. I think I'm going crazy. Plus, I am scared to eat. I put posters up at my job and on my fridge showing how to assist someone who is choking just in case. I also told my co-workers that I am having some issues swallowing food.

On top of this, my body is having all kinds of strange sensations because I quit the nortriptyline. I am so frustrated. Not sure what to do. I hate that it's Saturday. I don't know why I didn't just go by the doc's office yesterday and make sure that my lungs are fine. Someone please tell me to chill.