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It seems strange that, on the 27th of January, I was waking at 23:00 but by the 1st I was waking by 7:00, and further beginning to swim? That is an eight hour shift in my swiftly changing sleep pattern, in four or five days depending on how you count it, and then stopping the ~2 hour per day shift, plus it has stuck (so far). Then again, at some point a few weeks before that I had been in utter disarray regarding sleep, sleeping or staying up as much as in a two real day cycle per sleep cycle or having as many as three days per actual day period. No problems, it just amazes me how well I have recovered. I think I finally went to sleep around 22:00, but I tossed and rolled and didn't get to sleep easily or well. But the alarm did get me out of bed by 7:30 or so. Another rough morning, physical complaints abound. Never to worry. I think I am of a mind and body to get to things. As I may have mentioned before, sick or sore, those things won't trouble me. It is when my mind is gray that problems occur as to getting something done. Mostly.
I did note a study indicating diet, and other sodas too I believe, might lead to depression. I actually think the people who did the study are confusing depression with problems that might present as depression. A sluggish mind, a sluggish body, and a disconnect between the body and mind, is not necessarily depression. I think "depression", as a psychological term, needs to be re-evaluated and, along with psychology itself, tossed. Most depression, even the kind people feel, is more likely a symptom of physical, social, emotional issues and problems. Depression are easy to fix, unless they add medication or people believe their doctors that such things are "just the way it is". Work, sunshine, if married a little intimacy, and just doing stuff, will fix things. I've been stuck in a mostly dead body for many years, and once I figured out what it was about, I have lead a rather pleasant, if little, life. Actually, if something has been a problem, I will hand that to soda and medicine!
In any case, it seems coffee drinkers have the best of life, being happier people. For my part? I am going to go with what they are suggesting. I have noted far fewer problems regaining control of my various life variables when I drink more coffee. Drinking a soda or five (diet, Splenda in my case) on the side a week seems to be just fine. When I slow up my coffee production and drink more soda though? Yeah, I start running into troubles. Just a thought for you all, and something I mean to pass on to my mother. Put your doctor on hold, drop those "anti-depressants", set your soda aside, and grab a good hot or iced cup of joe, then shut the hell up about your personal problems. :p Cheers. If you don't drink either, and believe in medicine, I guess there are always witch doctors and voodoo pills... if I think those will keep you locked into your "illness". Show me one person that medicine has cured, or even really helped. One. They get good for a while, perhaps, as much as a placebo affect, then, bam, back to the usual. Oh, but maybe that one isn't the right one, and the chase for the cure begins. Bleh. Oh, and look at the suicide rates for people on those pills. Well, and find a mass murderer who hasn't been taking some type of "help" pill. Just... think about it.
Hmm, on to waking and then my day. Good day.
"Show me one person that medicine has cured, or even really helped. One."
ReplyDeleteMmmm, okay. I'll take a stab at it. I suffer from rheumatoid arthritis. Each eight weeks I go visit my rheumatologist to receive an infusion of Remicade. It is those infusions that not only make the pain manageable, but have restored quite a bit of personal mobility. How's that?
*BzzzzzT* Fail!
ReplyDeleteFirst, and easiest, it did not cure you. You are definitely on the hook. Now, that is the more contentious of the the two part fail. The next part is the thing. I implicitly suggested psychotropics as the thing being measured. If you suggested you had been on one anti-depressant for ten years, and that your mood remained good, even then I would ask why you were still taking it.
No, what I am looking for is someone who used some psychotropic that got them through a rough period so that their doctor took them off it (not that they simply stopped taking it, and found themselves better, either). I would love to see a case study of such a rare phenomena.
Sodas, whether sugar or diet, are poison to me, I have concluded. I switched to a couple extra potent mugs of coffee every day and plain fizzwater when I want that, and I've been feeling miles better.
ReplyDeleteThere was a Dilbert comic strip I had hanging over the coffee machine at work for years: Dilbert asks Wally, "how do you cope with the soul-crushing futility of this job?" Wally answered, "One day I discovered that 'unhappiness' is just another word for 'not enough coffee'."
Last frame has Dilbert with a backpack-sized cup of coffee on his back with a tube from the coffee to his mouth, humming a tune. Dogbert asks, "What got into you?"
For me, D.C., it's running at a pot and a half to two pots (12 cup) of high-pro hard-on inducing mo-joe. When I slow up my process and start hitting soda, it's pretty fail. My 'cup' is a 24 ounce beer mug, to hold the milk and Splenda. I know, but Splenda, for me, simply isn't a problem, and not at a four doser max per diem.
ReplyDeleteDilbert seems to hit it pretty good. Actually, I might have to think about Camelbak just for coffee? Along with a canteen for *cough* water? I wonder if the acidity would harm the plastic, or if the plastic would ruin the coffee? Hmm, I'll try that soon, for my on-the-road days and even hiking! Thanks!