Well most of my stories of my panic still scare the H*** out of me, but the one thing I can think of is my trip to the grocery store with my 4yr old son.
I had a FULL cart of groceries, frozen stuff, just everything....and I started feeling hot, funny, lightheaded and got really scared. I tried to do my breathing but because of my son I just couldn't get it under control. I just kept thinking OMG, what if I pass out with him right next to me, ugghhh! So, luckily it was later at night, like 10:00 and there was hardly anyone in sight, so I went across the aisle and sat down. I mean right on the floor in the middle of the aisle. My son was like, "Mom, what are you doing?" and then he joined me there on the floor thinking we were playing a game or something. Two people walked by, they weren't close to us but I could tell they thought we were nuts.
Needless to say, when I felt like I could get up, we ran to the car and I just yelled to the first employee I saw that I had to go and my cart was in aisle 5.
Thinking back now, the whole story was funny, ah-well...more like crazy. But I still can't go to the store by myself.