Easy Button

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Have you ever wished that you had an Easy Button for your life and all of its challenges.  I have.  There have been so many times during the last few months, while I have been in treatment for my depression, that I have wished there was an Easy Button.  It would be so much easier for my mind to get better if I could just push an Easy Button and get an instant cure.

Delving into why I am the way I am has been a very painful process.  Thinking about how I behaved when my depression and emotions were out of control is not the most pleasant.  Seeing the consequences of my suicide attempt and hospitalization on my family, truly makes me sad.  An Easy Button would be a great way to not have to deal with all that emotional pain. 

 I could see myself using an Easy Button for most, if not all, of my mental difficulties.  I would be happier, wouldn’t I?  

If I had an easy button, I would not have the feeling of satisfaction I get now when I can make it through the day.  Nor would I have a feeling of satisfaction for having worked hard at finding something positive about a bad situation.  Oh wait, I just realized I would not even have any “real” emotions because I would not have to deal with anything.  

As much as I say I want an Easy Button, I think the reality is I do not.  I would miss out on to many life experiences.  Sure, those experiences can be painful and make me sad, but how would I grow as a person if I just pushed a button all the time to skip over the difficult parts? How would anyone grow if they could just use an Easy Button to not have to deal with the hard stuff in life?

Picture of the Day – January 20th, 2010

The last few years of having a mom who was “checked out” due to severe depression has been hard on my daughter, Anna. In an effort to try and rebuild that relationship and because she really enjoys taking pictures, she was given a page in my blog to show off her pictures. All the pictures you will see in this section, will have been taken by my daughter. I personally think she does an awesome job.

Anna enjoys see any feedback anyone has about her pictures, so if you like what you see here, why not leave her a comment and let her know.

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For some reason Anna took an upside down picture of herself.

Picture of the Day – January 19th, 2010

The last few years of having a mom who was “checked out” due to severe depression has been hard on my daughter, Anna. In an effort to try and rebuild that relationship and because she really enjoys taking pictures, she was given a page in my blog to show off her pictures. All the pictures you will see in this section, will have been taken by my daughter. I personally think she does an awesome job.


Anna enjoys see any feedback anyone has about her pictures, so if you like what you see here, why not leave her a comment and let her know.
 
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Anna’s Bad Hair Day
(I admit that I took this one) 

Not Slacking

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I apologize for getting my blog out so late today.  I really do try and get about half of it done the day before, so it is not so much work to do at one time, but that did not happen this time.  I got so caught up in learning new things about what I could add to the blog that I lost track of time.  Also, my husband has been working out of town the last few days and he came home early this morning for a visit that lasted a few hours.  I wanted to spend some time with him.  With all of that, I did not get a chance to work on the blog until late this afternoon.  

My husband works for a logging company.  He drives a logging truck.  Right now they are working in Tennessee.  The mill hired the company he works for, to exclusively supply them with logs twenty-four hours a day for the next two weeks.  My husband got picked for the night shift.  Since I am usually sleeping while he is awake, for right now, we do not even get to talk on the phone much. So the visit today was a nice treat.  

Picture of the Day – January 15th, 2010

The last few years of having a mom who was “checked out” due to severe depression has been hard on my daughter, Anna.  In an effort to try and rebuild that relationship and because she really enjoys taking pictures, she was given a page in my blog to show off her pictures.  All the pictures you will see in this section, will have been taken by my daughter.  I personally think she does an awesome job.


Anna enjoys see any feedback anyone has about her pictures, so if you like what you see here, why not leave her a comment and let her know.
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Anna’s Dad wearing her hat and taking a nap

Picture of the Day – January 14th, 2010

The last few years of having a mom who was “checked out” due to severe depression has been hard on my daughter, Anna.  In an effort to try and rebuild that relationship and because she really enjoys taking pictures, she was given a page in my blog to show off her pictures.  All the pictures you will see in this section, will have been taken by my daughter.  I personally think she does an awesome job.


Anna enjoys see any feedback anyone has about her pictures, so if you like what you see here, why not leave her a comment and let her know.
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Snow covered ground

Daily Journal – January 11th, 2010

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I spent most of Monday dealing with some sort of stomach thing.  It was either a virus or one of my medications for diabetes was upsetting my stomach or it very easily could have been my gastroparesis acting up.  

I had a nice chat with my new daughter-in-law today.  It is still hard to wrap my brain around the fact that I am someone’s mother-in-law. I do not feel like I am old enough for that to have happened.

I have a confession.  I never got dressed today.  I felt so bad from whatever was making my stomach upset, that I never could get the motivation to get out of my pj’s.   

Eye Of Newt And Tongue Of Frog…..A Little Of This And Some Of That…

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Every time I do an internet search on depression and anxiety, I am amazed at the amount of sites that state that they have the best depression and anxiety cures.   They consist of  herbal remedies, prescription medications, yoga, spa, relaxation, lobotomies, the power of positive thinking, meditation, hydrotherapy, hypnotherapy, electric shock therapy, behavioral therapy, no therapy, instant cures, prayer, sweat lodge, leeches…  I am sure you get the idea.


I have a hard enough time picking a restaurant when I have more than two to choose from, there is no way I could see all those sites and then decide on what depression treatment would work best for me.  I would either be so overwhelmed by the choices and not be able to choose anything or I would close my eyes and point my finger and whatever ever my finger pointed to is what I would try for my depression and anxiety. 

I do not know how other people wade through all of that and pick what they think would work for them.  Most people I know who are dealing with severe depression are incapable of making decisions when there are that many items to choose from.  


Most of those sites claim to have the “best” cure for depression and anxiety.  Or they say they have the “only” true cure for depression and anxiety.  How can they know that theirs is the “best” cure or the “only” cure?  People are so different from each other and there is more than one cause for depression.  Even someone who takes a more traditional, medical approach for the treatment of their depression often end up having to try more than one medication before the right combination is found for them.  


After I tried to kill myself, I was not really given any choice about where I was going to get treatment from.  At the time we had no medical insurance, which meant that there was no way I could afford to go to a private psychiatrist.  The hospital told me and my family that I should go to a local mental health, out patient facility.  It is government funded, and the patients are charged for the services there based on their income.  


The only choice I really had at the time was whether I was going to get help or not.  If I did not get help, I believe my family would have had me committed into a state run mental health facility.  I chose the out patient facility.  I did not even have to worry about how I was going to get there.  My husband asked my mother to take me.  


I was pretty angry at the time, because I felt like they were treating me like a child.  However, now I see the wisdom in what they did.  They knew that I was not in a place where I could make any decisions about my own well being, so they made things very easy for me.  

After I started treatment there it took about 8 different medications and a trip to a state run mental health facility before the proper combination of medicine could be figured out for me.  I also see the counselor once a week.  So when I read the sites that claim to have the “best” or “only” cures, I am very skeptical.   I am not discounting their product and saying it has absolutely no value in the treatment of depression.  What I am saying though is that, in my opinion,  there is no singular thing that works on depression.  I believe that most people need to employ the use of more than one type of depression treatment/medication, and these sites advertising they way they do, can be very misleading to the newly diagnosed. 



I rarely recommend, or advise anyone about depression and anxiety treatments, but today I feel compelled to.  Choose carefully when deciding what treatment you think will work best for you.  Do not get discouraged if you have to use more than one type of treatment for your depression.  Finally, if you are like most people with severe depression and have a hard time choosing where to start, get someone you trust to help you make that decision.  There is no shame in asking for help.




 

Daily Journal – January 11th, 2010

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Oh what a nice, quiet day it has been.  My husband and daughter have spent the day away doing things for other people.  They took a truck load of firewood to my grandmother, chopped up some firewood for us, went to my mother-in-law’s house to repair/replace some frozen/busted water pipes.  I have had the house to myself and Minnie and I have been cuddling under the covers together.
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Minnie

I got very clever this evening.  I had accidentally let the fire die down until is was nothing but coals.  I put some more wood on it thinking it would start back up.  It did not.  In the past when we would go camping, I would just blow on the hot coals and the fire would start back up.  Seeing as I have asthma now, I do not have the lung capacity to do that anymore.  I got the air mattress pump and pointed the nozzle towards the hot coals and pumped the handle.  The fire started right back up and there was no work involved.  Yay me!

Laughter Is Good Medicine

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I am a rather serious person.  Maybe it is because for most of my life I have been a rather cynical person.  It is hard to find humor when you feel so much negativity all the time.  Certainly, when my depression was at its worst, I found absolutely nothing amusing about life.


There is that cliche saying “Laughter is the best medicine”.  I had always discounted it, but now I see the truth in it.  Now that I have a more positive attitude, I am starting to see the humor in things all around me.  I laugh more.  Not just a polite little chuckle, but a full blown laugh.  The laughter itself feels good.  It lightens my load and boosts my positive attitude even more.  

If I can find something to laugh about then the bad days are not quite so bad anymore.  I have discovered that the more I laugh and find amusement in things, the more pleasant my family life is.  My husband and daughter laugh more as well.  There is less bickering and squabbles.  



I doubt I will ever have an award winning sense of humor.  It just does not come as naturally to me as it does other people.  For example, my brother can take the most mudane everyday happening and turn it into a whole stand up routine.  Or my daughter, who is quick to point out her humorous take on things, or tell a funny joke.  Shoot even my almost five year old niece has a better sense of humor than I do.  I think some where along the way my “funny bone” got “broken”.

How does one go about fixing a “broken funny bone”?  I have absolutely no idea!  However, I am going to put some effort into finding out.  


Yesterday, I found a funny blog to hang  out in.  WTIT: The Blog by Bud Weiser  he describes his blog as a “comedy blog”.  All I know is when I read it yesterday, I spent a good half an hour laughing.  I plan on going back there every day.  Maybe some of his humor will rub off on me.  If you decide to visit it, I must warn you that there is some explicit language used.  Explicit language and all, it certainly is worth visiting.