This cracks me up...
Today's hormone-cast
Thanksgiving falls on a perfect day in your cycle: Progesterone is boosting your cravings for comfort food. And there's no doubt that the typical turkey-day meal is the epitome of food made for comfort. This sedating hormone is also giving you unparalleled patience with any annoying relatives and family friends, even after the wine is served! Enjoy!
So far, I was able to get my cousin's fiance to not bug me while I ate my breakfast...so it's good news that I might be able to have patience with my other cousin's fiance...
It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to the Most High. Psalm 92:1 (from Aintskeerd, on Twitter.)
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!! (and happy Thursday if you are an international guest.)
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Sarah Louise and the Allergic Reaction
This was in my in-box this morning:
Hormonology: Week 1 First day of period to Day 7
Today's hormone-cast: Have cramps? Don't reach for the Tylenol. Stock up on ibuprofen instead. Studies show it quashes the pain of menstrual cramps far more effectively. Want to give your ibuprofen a boost? Down it with chamomile tea. Scientists discovered it contains a compound that acts like a mild muscle relaxant, which makes menstrual cramps less intense.
So, really, what my hormone-cast is telling me I should go into shock--since I'm allergic to both ibuprofen AND chamomile.
Which is wonderful, since this week I already ate tilapia, which I'm allergic to. I finally took a Benadryl at midnight, after googling for quite a while, figuring out that I didn't have ER ready symptoms. (My throat was a little constricted, like I hadn't swallowed a pill correctly.) And Monday, I slept the ENTIRE afternoon. Yes, I will be getting an epi-pen when I go see my allergist in two weeks. And my therapist was like, um, why did you keep eating it when you knew you were allergic? I know. But I was cloudy from having spent the morning with one year old twins, waiting in line to see the Mr. Rogers Land of Makebelieve. So yes, I need to learn to say, "I'm not hungry" if I'm determined to be polite to the hostess.
Meanwhile, I am SICK of having this cold. We're on week 1 plus days now. AND, I lost my tablespoon.
Go do something really happy and healthy. I have to go sing to babies in five minutes.
Hormonology: Week 1 First day of period to Day 7
Today's hormone-cast: Have cramps? Don't reach for the Tylenol. Stock up on ibuprofen instead. Studies show it quashes the pain of menstrual cramps far more effectively. Want to give your ibuprofen a boost? Down it with chamomile tea. Scientists discovered it contains a compound that acts like a mild muscle relaxant, which makes menstrual cramps less intense.
So, really, what my hormone-cast is telling me I should go into shock--since I'm allergic to both ibuprofen AND chamomile.
Which is wonderful, since this week I already ate tilapia, which I'm allergic to. I finally took a Benadryl at midnight, after googling for quite a while, figuring out that I didn't have ER ready symptoms. (My throat was a little constricted, like I hadn't swallowed a pill correctly.) And Monday, I slept the ENTIRE afternoon. Yes, I will be getting an epi-pen when I go see my allergist in two weeks. And my therapist was like, um, why did you keep eating it when you knew you were allergic? I know. But I was cloudy from having spent the morning with one year old twins, waiting in line to see the Mr. Rogers Land of Makebelieve. So yes, I need to learn to say, "I'm not hungry" if I'm determined to be polite to the hostess.
Meanwhile, I am SICK of having this cold. We're on week 1 plus days now. AND, I lost my tablespoon.
Go do something really happy and healthy. I have to go sing to babies in five minutes.
Monday, December 8, 2008
Twitter puts windows where there were walls.
Darn! That's not what I meant to paste! Let's try again. (That paste was from @pistachio, a tweep I adore.)
Week 3
Day 14 (or ovulation) to Day 22
Today's hormone-cast: Even if you get your recommended seven to eight hours of sleep, it'll be hard to muster a lot of energy today. No, your co-workers aren't sneaking sleeping pills into your Yoplait. The slow-down is simply a side effect of rising progesterone, which is a hormone that has a sedating, sleepy effect on you.
Thanks Gabrielle!
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Last night I was ready to think about bed by 9:30, and in bed by 10. And it took me at least an hour before I left the house for my walk this morning, and I dawdled. And somehow it is now almost half past eleven. It's good to know my hormones are doing what they're supposed to be doing. Now if I could convince myself to fight nature and get some work done...
Darn! That's not what I meant to paste! Let's try again. (That paste was from @pistachio, a tweep I adore.)
Week 3
Day 14 (or ovulation) to Day 22
Today's hormone-cast: Even if you get your recommended seven to eight hours of sleep, it'll be hard to muster a lot of energy today. No, your co-workers aren't sneaking sleeping pills into your Yoplait. The slow-down is simply a side effect of rising progesterone, which is a hormone that has a sedating, sleepy effect on you.
Thanks Gabrielle!
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Last night I was ready to think about bed by 9:30, and in bed by 10. And it took me at least an hour before I left the house for my walk this morning, and I dawdled. And somehow it is now almost half past eleven. It's good to know my hormones are doing what they're supposed to be doing. Now if I could convince myself to fight nature and get some work done...
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Pushing past PMS
Week 2
Day 8 to Day 13
Today's hormone-cast: You may be thinking of ways to get ahead at work, come up with a new source of income or get voted into some kind of elected office. That's your testosterone pushing you to gain a little more power. As it rises, it increases feelings of ambition and competitiveness!
from Hormonology.
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Ha ha, that must be why yesterday I came up with some idea to make a DVD for library users about how to take care of DVDs, books, etc. Yesterday almost kicked my butt, so it's a good thing I had extra hormones going on!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Dreams n'at
Today's plunging estrogen isn't all bad. Anecdotal evidence shows that when this hormone descends, it helps boost your creative thinking! So if you have a problem you need to solve, it'll be easier to find an imaginative solution. If you have a gift to give, you'll find it easier to make one by hand. And if you have a blog entry to write, you'll find it easier to wow readers with your colorful tales! (from Hormonology.)
I had two bizarre dreams last night. They both had to do with having my period, in excess, and being in bathrooms. The one was a public bathroom that had the definite ew factor plus the fact that I had to trip over some sort of stairs to get to it. The second one was that at work I was really on (which is funny, since I've been really "off" the past coupla weeks and yesterday at home was "Little Miss Homemaker.") But then I had to go into the bathroom right off our department, and the lock was broken. So while I'm dealing with blood, blood, blood, I had at least three people try to get in. There were reviews of children's books on the walls of the bathroom, talking about how to tell if a particular picture book was good by amount of times the adult could stand to read it. (Which I think is a good way, since the adult is the one who will be doing the reading, most of the time.) In the first dream, I was meeting my aunt for lunch. She's been dead for almost ten years. This is the second dream I've had with her in it. I wonder if part of it is that I'm now more in contact with her daughter, one of my favorite cousins (Kiki), or if...I don't know. Dreams are such strange things.
In other news, I've started another blog. I haven't written anything on it yet, but it's going to be more political, which doesn't really fit with the tone of Pink Sneakers N'at. The first post will be a bit from an email I wrote to a friend today.
I had two bizarre dreams last night. They both had to do with having my period, in excess, and being in bathrooms. The one was a public bathroom that had the definite ew factor plus the fact that I had to trip over some sort of stairs to get to it. The second one was that at work I was really on (which is funny, since I've been really "off" the past coupla weeks and yesterday at home was "Little Miss Homemaker.") But then I had to go into the bathroom right off our department, and the lock was broken. So while I'm dealing with blood, blood, blood, I had at least three people try to get in. There were reviews of children's books on the walls of the bathroom, talking about how to tell if a particular picture book was good by amount of times the adult could stand to read it. (Which I think is a good way, since the adult is the one who will be doing the reading, most of the time.) In the first dream, I was meeting my aunt for lunch. She's been dead for almost ten years. This is the second dream I've had with her in it. I wonder if part of it is that I'm now more in contact with her daughter, one of my favorite cousins (Kiki), or if...I don't know. Dreams are such strange things.
In other news, I've started another blog. I haven't written anything on it yet, but it's going to be more political, which doesn't really fit with the tone of Pink Sneakers N'at. The first post will be a bit from an email I wrote to a friend today.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Your Hormone Hormonology for Today...
Week 1
First day of period to Day 7
Today's hormone-cast: Keep your eye on the clock this morning: you may be running late around 8 am. The reason? Japanese scientists found that your hormones make your internal clock run more slowly at certain points in the day, making you feel like you have more time than you really do! from http://www.myhormonology.com/
Interesting...I have been running late this week. Not by a lot, but I have had to reschedule morning chiro appts 2x. So I'm going tonight after work. And last night I got a bit of a surge around 8pm so on the way home had Bell Grande Nachos at Taco Bell. Scarfed them down. Came home, went STRAIGHT to bed. So great, I'm dealing with the infection that won't go away AND UMS symptoms (ugly mood swings, the thing that happens after PMS).
And my font wants to change every single paragraph. Wonderful.
In other news (font remained the same...)
But I'm changing it back...I'm getting rid of the sofa that has been my companion since I moved to my 3rd floor walk-up. I think it probably could use a good steam clean and basically, I'm too cheap to do that AND I have the twin frame and mattress waiting in the basement. Soooo...I'm hoping to entice men from church with beer.
Can I take a nap now???
Sunday, April 20, 2008
The only illness where you don't get a covered dish.
Am watching (while purging my magazines, because it's too painful to sit and really watch) Shadow Voices, a video put out by Mennonites about Mental Health. From the video:
it's okay to have AIDS, diabetes, cancer: yet the stigma for Mental Health exists.
Man, speaking of his brother: He'd rather tell me he's on crack than he's got schizophrenia.
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When I was depressed, no one thought I might want a covered dish, or someone to come wash my dishes. (God bless Sally, who feeds me when I show up at her house and sometimes gives me food to take home.)
But when I think of the people that get months of meals when they give birth--a happy event that generally gets a lot of support. And when I send out an email saying that I am depressed, I get asked if I'm okay, awkwardly. I got more support when I broke up with Max than any time I have asked for help from depression.
If you know someone with depression:
it's okay to have AIDS, diabetes, cancer: yet the stigma for Mental Health exists.
Man, speaking of his brother: He'd rather tell me he's on crack than he's got schizophrenia.
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When I was depressed, no one thought I might want a covered dish, or someone to come wash my dishes. (God bless Sally, who feeds me when I show up at her house and sometimes gives me food to take home.)
But when I think of the people that get months of meals when they give birth--a happy event that generally gets a lot of support. And when I send out an email saying that I am depressed, I get asked if I'm okay, awkwardly. I got more support when I broke up with Max than any time I have asked for help from depression.
If you know someone with depression:
- offer them a meal, either in a restaurant or at your home, or take home.
- If you have time, call them. See if they need help around the house.
- YOU DO NOT NEED A DEGREE (even a GED) to be a friend to someone who is hurting mentally.
- If you don't know what to do, talk to someone who might: your pastor, your mom, a friend who knows about mental health.
- above all, REACH out. Send an email, a card, flowers. Prayer is great, but let that person KNOW that you are praying for them.
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