"Self-knowledge" by C.K. Williams, from Flesh and Blood. © Farrar/Straus/Giroux, New York, 1998.
"We must not think too much," cries Euripides' Medea. "People go mad if they think too much."
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From Psychminded.co.uk"
EXCLUSIVE
by Adam James
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Day-to-day life as an inpatient on a psychiatric unit is being documented on an internet blog by a woman diagnosed with bipolar disorder.
Mandy Lawrence, aged 45, was admitted into a six-bed NHS psychiatric unit in Bedfordshire on Friday last week and is writing about her experience.
The blog is believed to be the first by a patient while an inpatient on a mental health unit.
In the candid blog Ms Lawrence describes her crisis in the days leading up to her admission and concerns over who will care for her daughter.
On admission she writes of her worries of being prescribed a new anti-psychotic, its side effects, ward conditions, staff, other patients and her struggle with anxiety. Anecdotes range from consultations with her psychiatrist to watching European Championship football with other patients.
To post on the blog Ms Lawrence has been using the laptop of another patient.
The blog, called mandylifeboatsahoy, receives postings from co-bloggers with an interest in mental health.
Ms Lawrence says she has had mental health problems since a teenager. "Throughout that time I have had episodes of mania or depression which would floor me,” she writes.
To read more of her blog, click here ...
June 3, 2008School is winding down and small children are staring out the windows at freedom and counting the days until the heavy hand of grammar and spelling will be lifted from their backs. My sandy-haired daughter dove into the pool on Memorial Day and has been amphibious ever since. She loves swimming and has to be extracted after four or five hours, before she turns prunish, and since the pool is a public pool, not our own — sensible people in Minnesota don't own swimming pools, any more than people in Tucson build backyard hockey rinks — this requires an adult to spend those hours sitting under an umbrella, reading a book and trying not to look at a clock.
I don't do pool duty because the sorts of books I read aren't suitable for poolside. You want a novel in which slim young women rising in the world meet over margaritas to discuss the various men who have pitched themselves at the women's feet, and that is not my cup of tea. I am reading Ralph Waldo Emerson, who is so dense you can only read a few sentences at a time and then you must get up and take a walk, which doesn't make for good supervision.
Emerson would get a kick out of watching my kid swim. He was always recommending boldness and passion — he said, "Give all to love, obey thy heart" and he said, "Always do what you are afraid to do" — and there she is, doing it, practicing the butterfly, green goggles up and down, arms flashing, cleaving the water, back and forth.
This is what a child does for us — shows us joy in action — and watching her in the water, I have to ask myself, what do I love as much? Well (ahem), there is that, of course. And there is our new screened porch with a view of the Mississippi valley. And there are the galley proofs of a new book spread out on the dining room table — the cake is baked and now I get to put on the frosting. When it's done, I have in mind to get in a car and drive west and have three weeks, unscheduled, an enormous luxury mostly reserved for playboys and hoboes but briefly available to you and me.
A couple weeks ago I watched a tenor in a gondolier's outfit stride out on a stage and sing to an immense outdoor crowd "O Sole Mio" and "Torna a Sorrento" and "Finiculi-Finicula," three old cheeseballs that no serious singer does nowadays, and when he hit the big money note at the end of "O Sole Mio," that crowd jumped up as if bitten by badgers and yelled and whooped and whistled. I loved that. Serious artists seek to create challenging work that leaves the audience stunned, thoughtful, even angry, but what we the audience want is the pure joy of a man aiming at a very high note and hitting it squarely and us jumping up and yelling. A simple reflex, same as when the opposition hits into a double play in the ninth inning with one out and the winning run on third.
And a few days ago I saw a skinny mandolinist named Chris Thile get up and sing Marty Robbins's "El Paso" as if his life depended on it and slide up into his falsetto on "Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel/A deep burning pain in my side —" and that very evening I was in El Paso and drove past Rosa's Cantina, where the cowboy in the song fell in love with Felina, a woman of a flirtatious nature. Jealousy turned out to be the downfall of the cowboy, which all of us who have loved and lost can well understand. We too have felt that burning pain in the side.
The joyful child in the pool has been scorched too and has cried hard over playground slights and betrayals, but joy has the power to sweep misery away. This is true. Nobody "gets over" anything, there is no closure, hearts stay broken for a long time. Love is a tumult and it's a wonder anyone survives it. But you look out the window and imagine joy is waiting for you somewhere. A long cathedral fairway between tall trees and a sweet shot with a 3-iron. The Pacific Coast Highway up through Mendocino. You and your beloved naked in Sorrento, making some finiculi-finicula. I hope you find it.
© 2008 by Garrison Keillor. All rights reserved. Distributed by Tribune Media Services, INC.
In the "America Fitness" article I quoted yesterday, I found a list of humor strategies by Joyce Saltman, a Gestalt therapist from Southern Connecticut State University, who believes laughter is a prescription for survival. Here are some of her recommendations on how to find laughter everyday.
1. Have a place devoted to humor.Designate a section at work as a place for a new joke of the day, everyday.
I have whole areas of my house that make me laugh. The kitchen. The laundry area. The spare room stacked floor to ceiling that's just "one good afternoon" away from being transformed into a beautiful den.
2. Surround yourself withpositive people. Avoid people who are constantly negative. They can diminish positive energy.
Or people you can laugh at. They are usually easier to find, too.
3. Buy clothes that make yousmile.Wear the brightest clothes you can find to brighten your day and others around you.Clothes that make you laugh work. Twenty years later, my mother and I are still cracking up about the time I brought her this beautiful sweater to try on but it had this weird ... bulge in the front. Our hilarity knew no bounds when I discovered I'd grabbed it from Maternity by mistake!
Clothes that make other people laugh work, too. So does laughing at other people's clothes. See #2.
4. Have a VCR readily available.Make tapes of the funniest TV shows you can find. When you or a friend need a pick-me-up, play them.Watch the recordings of all the soap operas you made in the '80s. Laugh at everyone's clothes and hair. See #2.
5. Make a list of 20 thingsto doin a day that make youhappy. Every couple of months, update this list and make an effort to do at least 10 of these items each day.
Make a list of 20 things in a day that make you laugh. Look in out-of-the-way places. Count the number of times the local news anchors stumble over words. Watch their graphics, note all misspellings, and email the station with your edits. Turn on your set's closed captioning and watch the voice-recognition software struggle with proper names. Read along -- out loud.
More suggestions as they occur to me ... this could be good.
Feeling worn out? Having trouble getting out of bed each day? Finding it hard deciding what to do with your time? Turn up at your GP's surgery with these symptoms and the chances are you will be diagnosed with depression.
Two million people in Britain are taking antidepressants, yet according to a new book, many of these people aren't mentally ill at all but have been misdiagnosed.
'A study by an American psychiatrist found that more than 10 per cent of patients diagnosed with mental illness are actually suffering from an underlying physical condition, such as a heart murmur or a mineral deficiency such as calcium or magnesium that causes depression-like symptoms,' says Professor Plant.
Thyroid problems can also cause depression.
You May Be a Bit Histrionic... |
And you'll do anything it takes to get noticed. You love to be seductive, even when it's inappropriate. If you're ignored, you're easily hurt ... and act out even more! |