Gwyneth Paltrow on post-partum depression: I felt like a zombie - 04/27/2012 | Entertainment News from OnTheRedCarpet.com
I thought this was definitely worthy of a read...Val
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Postpartum Depression for My Mom...
I was sitting here thinking...I have a pic. of my Mom when she was probably in her 20's, happy, smiling, dancing with some hot Latino, and it made me question...did she go through postpartum anxiety and depression with my sister and I? And why haven't I thought about that until now?
I know that I have been selfish in thinking that I so-wish-to-God that she could have been with me through the birth of my two children, as well as the Postpartum anxiety that followed...and almost put me in a mental hospital, and a grave. But I never really thought about what she went through.
I am 44 so in my Mom's day they didn't have anti-depressants to take. If she did have PPD or PPA did she know it? Or did she just think she was crazy? Did she tell anyone...like my Dad? Her Friends? Did she have a Circle of Moms that she could go to to get advice and commiserate?
Speaking of crazy...my Dad reminded me that back in my Mom's day they really did lock women up in mental hospitals which I am sure was a result of Postpartum Depression and Postpartum Anxiety...
And to think I was going to check myself into a mental hospital just like back in the day. I am on meds. I had a little bit of support, I called my doc. when it was really bad. You want to know what he said???
Since it was the weekend he told me if I seriously thought about harming myself, I needed to go to the ER...Huh! Like I was at a point where I could make any logical decision at all. I would have rather harmed myself then think I could make it to the ER.
A neighbor actually saved the day. Read my post about "Southern Neighbors" to see what happened.
And it all comes back full circle doesn't it. Women with PPD for the first time think they are crazy. Women like myself who have experienced depression and anxiety at some point in their lives still think they are crazy when the PPD/PPA fog shrouds them in darkness. Women think other women are weak who are experiencing PPD.
I would not wish this malady on my worst enemy. So much more needs to be done on this issue.
We need more resources. We need more awareness. We need more understanding. We need something more...
I know that I have been selfish in thinking that I so-wish-to-God that she could have been with me through the birth of my two children, as well as the Postpartum anxiety that followed...and almost put me in a mental hospital, and a grave. But I never really thought about what she went through.
I am 44 so in my Mom's day they didn't have anti-depressants to take. If she did have PPD or PPA did she know it? Or did she just think she was crazy? Did she tell anyone...like my Dad? Her Friends? Did she have a Circle of Moms that she could go to to get advice and commiserate?
Speaking of crazy...my Dad reminded me that back in my Mom's day they really did lock women up in mental hospitals which I am sure was a result of Postpartum Depression and Postpartum Anxiety...
And to think I was going to check myself into a mental hospital just like back in the day. I am on meds. I had a little bit of support, I called my doc. when it was really bad. You want to know what he said???
Since it was the weekend he told me if I seriously thought about harming myself, I needed to go to the ER...Huh! Like I was at a point where I could make any logical decision at all. I would have rather harmed myself then think I could make it to the ER.
A neighbor actually saved the day. Read my post about "Southern Neighbors" to see what happened.
And it all comes back full circle doesn't it. Women with PPD for the first time think they are crazy. Women like myself who have experienced depression and anxiety at some point in their lives still think they are crazy when the PPD/PPA fog shrouds them in darkness. Women think other women are weak who are experiencing PPD.
I would not wish this malady on my worst enemy. So much more needs to be done on this issue.
We need more resources. We need more awareness. We need more understanding. We need something more...
Friday, April 20, 2012
Alcohol and Drug Rehabilitation in Atlanta, Georgia
Why a drug
or alcohol rehabilitation center? Well,
if friends and family members have suggested you need drug or alcohol rehabilitation
it’s likely that you have a serious problem; very serious.
And if you
have questioned that maybe your drug or alcohol usage may be a bit much,
combined with your friends and family advising you to go to a treatment center,
well then, it’s time to go.
It is a
scary proposition, because you don’t believe or think that you can go totally
sober. Especially, if you’ve been using for many years, it may seem like you
can’t survive or go it alone without your drug of choice.
Here is why
you need to check into an Atlanta alcohol rehab program right away. There is no hard and fast data about success
rates for rehab programs but the figure seems to be somewhere in the 70%
range. If you go it alone the chances of
success are highly unlikely, especially for those who have a serious dependency
and will go through withdrawal symptoms.
Withdrawal symptoms
will cause you to use almost immediately and an Atlanta Drug Rehab can alleviate
those symptoms for you. You have to have
the motivation and desire to go, but once you make that decision it will be the
best one you have made for your future.
High-Intensity Focused Ultrasound (HIFU) for Prostate Cancer
According to
the Centers for Disease Control (CDC), in 2007 approximately 227,000 men were
diagnosed with prostate cancer in the United States and approximately 29,000
died.
These
statistics show that since 1998 the incidence of this disease has either
remained level or decreased significantly.
Also, the mortality rate has decreased significantly since 1998. The reason for the reduction in diagnosis and
mortality is due to the improvements in treatment.
Prostate
cancer is the most common cancer diagnosed in men. The good news about prostate cancer, if there
ever is any good news with a diagnosis of any kind of cancer, is that it is one
of the slowest spreading cancers that you can be diagnosed with.
Because of
this, many men can live with the disease for years without having to risk the
side-effects that are inevitable with certain treatment plans.
There are
many treatments for prostate cancer with varying success rates. One of these treatments is High-Intensity
Focused Ultrasound (HIFU). HIFU is a
precise medical procedure that uses localized intense sonic energy that heats and
essentially vaporizes damaged tissue.
The good
news about using HIFU to eradicate prostate cancer is that it has a high success
rate, and a low rate of risks or side effects.
After one year, 95% of men who received HIFU treatment for prostate
cancer, remained cancer-free.
This is
great news for men with this disease because the other options, like surgery
and radiotherapy, have a higher risk of causing incontinence or impotence than
HIFU.
HIFU uses a highly-focused laser that can target an area as
small as millimeters in size which makes it a highly desirable alternative to
traditional surgery which removes a portion of the prostate. Traditional surgery can also cause sexual dysfunction
and more frequent trips to the bathroom for men.
HIFU is an excellent and successful new alternative treatment
plan for prostate cancer that will allow men to significantly improve their
quality of life.
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Tuesday, April 10, 2012
sitting with the crazies...
okay...that sooo wasn't nice i know. i was referring to sitting in the waiting room of my therapist's office. mind you this is coming from someone who identifies with crazy. i'm not used to sitting in a waiting room of a shrink's office, sorry for all the stereotypes, because my last 3 therapists (yes, I am now on 4), didn't have a waiting room. more like either a small alcove with a chair, a house, or lobby. never a waiting room.
so on days it's packed guess what? it's awkward...i don't know why, it just is. i always advocate that this isn't about taboos...thus this blog.
but it's just funny when you're sitting in a waiting room, desperately wanting to be by your own crazy self, when suddenly there are 8 others in close proximity. and one of them has a crazy 2 year old who's alll over the place. oh wait...that's me...cause yes as a mom not only do you not get to pee by yourself you also don't get to therapy by yourself either.
so there we were...and i try to smile at others, and make eye contact. which is pretty stupid because i know when i was at my crazy worst, or crazy best depending on how you look at it, i was in such panick mode i would be on the verge of screaming hysterically if someone so much as glimpsed my way...but i want to be friendly and give that knowing glance that it's all good. it's all going to be okay. we're not crazy, or we're all crazy because the whole world is crazy when you get right down to it so who cares right?
anyway, just making a craazyyyy observation...because i can....because i'm one of them...he... he... he...
so on days it's packed guess what? it's awkward...i don't know why, it just is. i always advocate that this isn't about taboos...thus this blog.
but it's just funny when you're sitting in a waiting room, desperately wanting to be by your own crazy self, when suddenly there are 8 others in close proximity. and one of them has a crazy 2 year old who's alll over the place. oh wait...that's me...cause yes as a mom not only do you not get to pee by yourself you also don't get to therapy by yourself either.
so there we were...and i try to smile at others, and make eye contact. which is pretty stupid because i know when i was at my crazy worst, or crazy best depending on how you look at it, i was in such panick mode i would be on the verge of screaming hysterically if someone so much as glimpsed my way...but i want to be friendly and give that knowing glance that it's all good. it's all going to be okay. we're not crazy, or we're all crazy because the whole world is crazy when you get right down to it so who cares right?
anyway, just making a craazyyyy observation...because i can....because i'm one of them...he... he... he...
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