Last year, seemingly out of nowhere, I had what some folks call a panic attack. I settled happily into bed at night after a full day, and I looked forward to sleep. But moments later my body tensed, my breath hitched, and I jumped out of bed, aware that something felt horribly off inside. My mind made up a story that I was dying, as minds do in this situation. Then I realized what was happening, and I turned to homeopathy (think Aconite for sudden, intense panic) and to my husband for co-regulation, and I let my body do what it needed to do, which in that moment was shake.