Redciffe QLD and S.A.D.
Without Prejudice
I biked again today. Exploring the Peninsula that is Redcliffe.. The hills are a killer on the thighs and they burn as I slowly traverse them. The beachfron is quiet today, seems like just me and the birds are awake. But the sun is shining and though not hot yet it promises to be, later. I feel as free as a bird as I fly down the other sides of the hills. All around me is still and beautiful and I am literally dazzled at times with the beauty of the sea and sky.
Little two bedroom cottages all in a row with verandahs of tin and flowers fill the gardens and grow like crazy in the warm tropical air. Melbourne seems so very far away until my Sister In Law rings tonight and reminds me of things at home. Her Mum is ill an is in the same hospital where my Grand daughter is, waiting for surgery on her Crohns disease. She's only 16 and it must be frightening waiting for surgery and I can only hope all goes well.
My sister in laws Mum hasn't been eating for a while and sleeps a lot and is on steroids, same as my Grand daughter Jade. I feel sad for both of them, one 82 and the other 16 and it's not good to be in Hospital at any stage and I hope they both soon get better. I feel helpless as I can't help much up here, here in this quiet place where I write and rest my soul for my own illness. S.A.D. Seasonal Affective Disorder.
The U.S. National Library of Medicine notes that "some people experience a serious mood change when the seasons change. They may sleep too much, have little energy, and may also feel depressed. Though symptoms can be severe, they usually clear up."The condition in the summer is often referred to as reverse seasonal affective disorder, and can also include heightened anxiety.
Ha ! heightened anxiety runs in my Family and as we had a Mother who was very ill with it, turning into clinical depression at 46. my siblings and I are on to it like a shot. Also while Mum was still here there were no SSRI's like there are now. My sis and I have been dealing with it for about 12 years and it's a disease that is gone in Summer and back in Winter.
I hate it and do everything the Doctors say to help it. For some reason reading novels helps and so does sunlight and that is why I am here in Queensland and not in Melbourne. I have to fight it mentally too and be active and fit, which I am. Exercise helps, sunshine helps and a positive mental attitude helps. As does being around happy positive people. It all helps.
Winston Churchill suffered from it and he labelled it "The Black Dog". I cried when I was first diagnosed, thinking of Mum. I flatly refused to have it but I did and had to go home and watch a video on Depression. Men tend more towards anger and women towards weepiness. I knew that part as I was working a very stressful job at the time and I ended up crying a little in the morning and again at night.
Noone could make me go out at night. Wild horses wouldn't drag me out of the house. It comes in spikes, just spikes of mood, sometimes you feel despair and others you are "up", you feel tired a lot of the time. I have always felt I should hibernate like a bear in Winter. Crawl into my cave and sleep for the time but I can't so I gird my loins and fight it. You crave comfy carbs to eat.
I biked again today. Exploring the Peninsula that is Redcliffe.. The hills are a killer on the thighs and they burn as I slowly traverse them. The beachfron is quiet today, seems like just me and the birds are awake. But the sun is shining and though not hot yet it promises to be, later. I feel as free as a bird as I fly down the other sides of the hills. All around me is still and beautiful and I am literally dazzled at times with the beauty of the sea and sky.
Little two bedroom cottages all in a row with verandahs of tin and flowers fill the gardens and grow like crazy in the warm tropical air. Melbourne seems so very far away until my Sister In Law rings tonight and reminds me of things at home. Her Mum is ill an is in the same hospital where my Grand daughter is, waiting for surgery on her Crohns disease. She's only 16 and it must be frightening waiting for surgery and I can only hope all goes well.
My sister in laws Mum hasn't been eating for a while and sleeps a lot and is on steroids, same as my Grand daughter Jade. I feel sad for both of them, one 82 and the other 16 and it's not good to be in Hospital at any stage and I hope they both soon get better. I feel helpless as I can't help much up here, here in this quiet place where I write and rest my soul for my own illness. S.A.D. Seasonal Affective Disorder.
The U.S. National Library of Medicine notes that "some people experience a serious mood change when the seasons change. They may sleep too much, have little energy, and may also feel depressed. Though symptoms can be severe, they usually clear up."The condition in the summer is often referred to as reverse seasonal affective disorder, and can also include heightened anxiety.
Ha ! heightened anxiety runs in my Family and as we had a Mother who was very ill with it, turning into clinical depression at 46. my siblings and I are on to it like a shot. Also while Mum was still here there were no SSRI's like there are now. My sis and I have been dealing with it for about 12 years and it's a disease that is gone in Summer and back in Winter.
I hate it and do everything the Doctors say to help it. For some reason reading novels helps and so does sunlight and that is why I am here in Queensland and not in Melbourne. I have to fight it mentally too and be active and fit, which I am. Exercise helps, sunshine helps and a positive mental attitude helps. As does being around happy positive people. It all helps.
Winston Churchill suffered from it and he labelled it "The Black Dog". I cried when I was first diagnosed, thinking of Mum. I flatly refused to have it but I did and had to go home and watch a video on Depression. Men tend more towards anger and women towards weepiness. I knew that part as I was working a very stressful job at the time and I ended up crying a little in the morning and again at night.
Noone could make me go out at night. Wild horses wouldn't drag me out of the house. It comes in spikes, just spikes of mood, sometimes you feel despair and others you are "up", you feel tired a lot of the time. I have always felt I should hibernate like a bear in Winter. Crawl into my cave and sleep for the time but I can't so I gird my loins and fight it. You crave comfy carbs to eat.
