You know as well as I do that exercise is productive activity in getting our bodies fit. Did you know exercise also eases the symptoms of depression , stress, and anxiety.
I know when your depressed, your immobile and unmotivated, exercising is the last thing you want to do. Believe me, I know that exact feeling.
However, I also know first hand the benefits of working out to reduce the symptoms of depression.
During my workouts, I am able to think clearly. I often schedule myself to put in at least 30 minutes a day for workout. This takes place whether I’m in the gym or at home or even at work. If your schedule is as busy as mine, you don’t always have time to get in your car and head to the gym. Often people find that they need a little support when trying to maintain a healthy living. I have an Apple Watch workout buddy to help out with that.
My friend Raq and I often compete in our workouts. When neither of us feel like working out we motivate each other to do it anyway. We both admit to how good we feel after the exercise. It sets the tone for how our day or night will turn out. Workout with a buddy increases your chance of fulfilling that workout task for the day. It does not hurt to bring someone in your exercise journey to keep you motivated. That way your more likely complete your workout routines.
Post workout I feel better mentally, physically and I’m more conscious of what I eat.
Medical Appointment During Covid can be stressful and activate your anxiety. Often it is unknown what to expect during your medical appointments, except that your wearing a mask when you attend, and you can’t exhibit any symptoms of a cold or allergies, you also can’t travel outside your state or for us who live on the northeast can’t travel outside of the Tri-States.When you walk through the lobby doors your so focus on keeping your social distance from others that, your not watching where your going. During this process your feeling a bit awkward around others, because we’ve become so busy trying not to make others so uncomfortable and a little paranoid about the off chance of you or them contracting the virus. Avoidance is our best defense. Right? Then you approach the elevator, this tiny claustrophobic metal box. Even without the existence of Covid you don’t want to ride it. The door opens and it like 5 people on the elevator comfortably riding like sardines. Your mind says; No Thanks I will take the stairs. You take two steps backwards and swing open the entrance door to the stairs and walk up the stairs and you feel as though your fighting for your last breath. Thoughts 💭 ? Possibly out of breath due to lack of activity in the last year,(Desperately in need of getting back to the Gym) or CORONA is that you? Then you finally make it to your doctor office and your hit with temp check that everyone can see and hear and you pray that you don’t have the recommended temperatures that screams COVID ALERT COVID ALERT.When that Infrared thermometer reads 98.4 your normal there is this sigh of relief. Then you scoot down to the next process. Going to the registration station where your met with a large plexiglass and chairs blocking you from moving closer to the counter where your use to leaning on to register or sign in. Instead your screaming your name, date of birth , or possibly telephone number or address. Which is uncomfortable because nothing is private anymore. You whisper your information, you’re asked to repeat it because your not being heard.Then you asked please pass me a paper and pen so you can write it down. Then your met with a look that screams WE GOT A LIVE HIGH MAINTENANCE PATIENT HERE.This one can’t just fall in line like the others. You take deep breath’s, well as much as you can with your face mask. You sit and wait for your name to be called and when it’s called, your body is riddled with anxiety because of anticipation when you walk towards your private room.You walk in the room greeted with mask wearing requirements guidelines plastered on the walls and counter full of towels, hand sanitizer. Which was always there, but your perception is different . Now you feel the urge to use those items after touching anything. Next thought what will the Doctor, Physicians Assistant, or Nurse Practitioner be like during this examination. Will they put your mind at ease or will increase the fear. So far my experiences have been pleasant except I’m use to paying my medical bills in cash. Now they don’t accept cash in some offices. Now I have to go all the home and remember to send a check to pay the bill. It causes me a bit of anxiety because I tend to forget. It gives me pleasure to see the lower balance on my bill invoice. It’s weird I know!! I hope everyone doctor visits is a pleasant experience. If your feeling anxiety pre-medical visit, do some breathworks. Anytime I’m stressed or anxiety sets in I do some breathing exercises to assist in helping me to a calming stage. One of the things you can do is take conscious breaths. You can reduce your tension quickly by focusing on your breaths. Take two deep breaths in your chest and abdomen, then exhale slowly. Breathing helps to generate extra oxygen circulating through your body, which encourages clear thoughts. Just a little tidbit!! Remember to Take deep breaths
During the month of May it is Mental Health Awareness month. I always felt that this is the month that you should check-in with yourself or even loved ones. Especially if you have not done it during the course of the year. Do so now, give your self some time to process your thoughts as you recall what you have been feeling. Give your self time to think about things that have affected you and how your going through them and continue to do so.
Do your own mental health exam. There are websites that provide those resources. Are there behaviors or thoughts that you do or have that is a concern for you? Write them down, prepare your list for a therapeutic visit.. Research a therapist and schedule an appointment with one that you think best fits your needs. Here are some quick ways to test yourself.
Do you notice your experiencing excessive paranoia, anxiety, worry, are you dealing with depression. Are you dealing with moods, or social withdrawals. Although within this last year we have not been as social as usual, do you continue work, what are your relationships like. Do you connect with friends and family. Are you excited about the anticipation of reuniting with friends or family again. Does the very thought cause you extreme anxiety? These are the things to observe. Before going to the doctor or therapists.
Dreams are believed to be our unconscious desires or conflicts that we have not worked out in our real world. The recognition of dreams goes back thousands of years. There are papyrus documents dating back 2000 years BC from the Egyptian community that discuss dream interpretations. Tribal high priest, shaman and medicine men used dreams to foretell their fortunes. The Greeks trusted dreamers because it was believed it was their connection to the Gods. It was called Oneiromancy. It derived from the Greek word oneiros meaning dream and manteia meaning divination. Sigmund Freud, believed in your unconscious state and your disguised thoughts. When your in the state of REM sleep (Rapid Eye Movement) it the dream state. You dreams become most vivid and bizarre. I think dreams are something to remember whether they are tragic, adventurous, erotic or like rom com movie. I say keep a note pad near your night stand or table to jot down all you could remember from your dream. It allows you to . It allows you to be aware of your overall mood and theme. It’s a way to process your thoughts or your day.
As I read about dreams I’m not sure where I would fall in place with my dreams. I have had several significant dreams that were affecting others as well as myself. I do not recall dreams from childhood. At least not at this point in my life. The dream I I had to give the most attention was in 2007. I decided to take off from work that day, I just did not feel like myself, something was off. After I took my son to school, I came home for late morning nap. I remember waking up and calling my mother to tell my mother about a dream I had about my brother in-law.
I told my mother that I just had a dream about Charles. He was dressed in all blue. Which I thought was just his MTA uniform for the NYC transit authority. I really did not pay attention what he was wearing the message in the dream was startling to me. Charles told me to watch after my sister Gail. She was going to need me. Please try to take care of her. I immediately called my mom because I was scared about my sister’s health. My first thought was she was extremely sick. My mom said well Gail diabetes got worse now she is on insulin, it’s nothing extreme as long as she takes care of herself and consume the right meals in her diet. I let out a sigh of relief. My mother talk for a little longer than she received a call from my sister that someone was trying to get in touch with her they need her to call a certain number. My mother hung up the phone with me and called that number. My mother called me back and asked me to try the number she tried earlier she could not get through. I called the number for her and this guy answered he told me his name and stated that he worked with Charles. I stated that I was his sister-in-law, I am his wife sister. He asked me to hold on to speak with someone. It all went kind of blank to me who the individual was that took over the phone call. He stated that I’m very sorry to inform you that Charles is deceased he died earlier while working at his shift in MTA. They believed it was a heart attack. My heart sank, I was devasted. I had to inform my sister that her husband was dead. Not the police, not the ER doctor, or hospitalist, ME, ME, ME. I had to crush my sister’s world. I called my mom first, after I said Ma, she could tell in the way I said Ma with my frail shaky voice that he was gone. I explained that he died while operating the A train. They were at a stop in Queens NY. His work partner asked him to close the train doors. He never responded. The partner walked down to the subway car, and found him unresponsive. He died in between train stops. I began to help my sister as best as I could, during her grief. I made all of the funeral arrangements and completed documentation she needed from MTA his place of employment. They fought her every step of the way in receiving beneficiary funds.
I don’t want I make this a long post. Later I will post another two dreams, I thought was interesting.