Friday, November 12, 2010
= It doesn't take much to make a person feel depressed. And for some of you out there, you may not even be aware of some of the signs of depression. Here are just a few to look for:
1. Not interested in normal activities
2. Very tired
3. Maybe feel cold when everyone else is fine
4. Listless, irritated, quiet, morose
5. Not hungry when you normally eat like a horse
There are other indications to be sure -- every person is different, and there are lots of causes for the onset of depression. What to do about it? The cure can be simple or complex, again depending on what triggered it, how long it lasts, and our general state of health.
For lots of people it may be your body's way of saying it needs more rest. You may have been pushing yourself beyond your limits. And for you lucky people, a good nights sleep will often take care of the problem. If you've been through a very stressful experience, even when it's over, it's normal to feel a certain let down as you rethink what you've been through. In this case, time is your best friend. Try to stay around friends and family -- being alone is usually not a good thing when you're feeling blue. And . . . . . although exercise may be the last thing you feel like doing when you're depressed; it's the magic cure-all for many of us. Get's our blood circulating and it's hard to feel down when you're walking along brisky on a beautiful day. For those of you -- whistle for Fido and you're off and running (or, OK, just walking).
May you find your own little "magic pill" whatever that may be -- and get out of the slumps speedily! Here's a little smile for you:
Thursday, November 11, 2010
When you get that dreaded pain in the chest and shortness of breath, what goes through your mind? As your life flashes across the screen of your mind, do you regret your life or cherish the moments you had?
Last Tuesday, after returning from a long week-end visiting my daughter and granddaughter in Henderson, I was standing in front of the washer, dropping in clothing from our trip -- when suddenly I was struck motionless with a flash of pain in the center of my chest. I tried to take a deep breath, which just made the pain worse -- and I couldn't get my breath. That's about the time that panic tends to grab us. I knew if I told my BF he would say to me "it's hospital time." But if I didn't tell him I might just fall over dead, and how stupid would that be?
I tried for a middle ground and told him I had "a bit of chest pain and was a little short of breath." So much for "middle ground" because he took one look at me, and as my face was a very pale grey, he immediately said, "we'd better take you to the hospital." Of course I did not know about the pale face, I was too busy trying to get that deep breath I so wanted.
CHEST PAIN -- SHORTNESS OF BREATH are the magic words as you enter the Emergency Room. I was in a wheelchair and heading up the elevator before I had time to be concerned, or even to object. Tests were run, blood was taken, and I was hooked up to an array of beeping machines! Finally, after what seemed like hours -- and probably WAS, I was told that most of my tests came back and showed me to be in good health. . . . . except I had gallstones. When that happens your gallbladder has a tendency to mimic heartburn, which in turn can be construed to be heart problems -- so was I OK? That was the bottom line. . . and even there it seems there was a debate. ANOTHER doctor comes along, and tells me he may be overly cautious, but HE didn't want to rule out the heart problem. He wanted me to spend the night at the hospital and let them run more tests.
I decided I'd stay. First of all, I had not eaten so far that day, and secondly, I was already there. Why reschedule? And the chest pain had not gone away yet. My blood pressure was quite high, no use being foolish at this age. I'm not a teenager -- I was 72, and hoped to live LOTS longer.
So a day later, many blood tests, stress tests, scans, you name it I-had-it type of tests, the final analysis given to me by a Cardiologist was that I do have a bit of problem with my valves to my heart, but it is not serious enough to do open heart surgery (which is VERY serious) -- so WAIT, that was the magic word. I'm not good at waiting, but that's what I must do. When it reaches the point where I find my breathing compromised or I get exceedingly tired, that's when we will again address the solution of surgery.
Does it jolt you to have this happen? Does it make you rethink your life and what you are doing with it? I would have to say YES! But should you wait for an eye-opener such as this to make you STOP AND THINK? NO - NO - NO! Think of what your life is, what you want, what you have! And if there are changes you need to make, baby, get off your butt and get out there. Some people don't have a second chance!
Thursday, November 04, 2010
I got back on the "wagon" and did my circuit training like a good girl (groan) and today I feel like a ton of bricks fell on me! Oh! My aching back. I guess the moral of the story is: "Everything in moderation?"
I was so determined to 'get back in shape' and get off the excess weight I must have gone overboard -- I used the regular weights and did my 3 reps on each one of the exercises. My muscles, especially on the upe part of my back are telling me about it today!
Tomorrow I HAVE to trim the shrubs in my yard, so, heaven help me, it will either work the soreness out of my muscles -- or kill me! Hey! If you see me on here tomorrow, then I guess it didn't kill me!
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
Guess it's time to walk the walk if I'm talking the talk. My plans seemed to go right out the window. Yes, the scale is UP, back to my plateau of last week, and most of my well laid plans of doing all the healthy stuff daily kind of got shifted around too! Instead I went to Yarnell (the summer home) on Friday and found our grocery stash was wanting -- no fresh veggies except tomatoes! Had a couple of bananas and some apples -- and Baby! It was COLD outside, at least early in the morning!
One day I walked around in my PJ's all day (they are flannel) and it felt soooo good. Of course I know we could have turned up the heat, but for some strange reason having that artificial heat pumping out at me during the night makes it so I can't sleep.
Of course that has nothing to do with the reasons I couldn't keep up with the former list (of 4) that I had in place before going "off the wagon." I'll tell you, it's very difficult to stay ON the wagon with all the slippery little temptations and tricks that go on in a person's life.
I'm back down in civilization now (that means I can go to the gym for my circuit training again) so I need to put my bad habits on the shelf and start to be serious about maintaining the healthy things in my life!
is like "starting over" -- but the silver lining is that starting over is always at a much lower weight than it was years ago. My 144.2 is not that far off from my goal. So never admit, or even consider, that you are a failure. Just smile -- and MOVE ON!
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