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Showing posts with label flowers for you murano. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers for you murano. Show all posts

Friday, 4 November 2016

When your brain and body scream 911

The strangest thing happened a few weeks ago. I had this very unfamiliar feeling. My daughter had just left for her 3-day camping trip in a provincial park 3 hours from home. And my son was 3 hours away in the other direction at a cross country meet, and not due back until the evening. My kids were 100% someone else’s responsibility that day. I thought, “What is this strange feeling?” (Actually I asked the question on Facebook.) In hindsight, if I had to hazard a guess, I would say I felt calm. Huh. How unusual. I was not feeling anxious, vigilant, waiting for the other shoe to drop. I looked around me and felt happy!

The teal "Flowers for You" muranos.

I have to say this recent development is quite hard to believe, especially if I look back just a few years. And I want to share with you how I got here. If you or anyone you know battles anxiety or depression please read on – and share this post – because there is hope and there is help.

In April of 2014 I went to my family doctor and asked for help. He asked me lots of questions about my history: I had an eating disorder in high school and beyond, I’d had a number of major depressive episodes, and despite being in recovery from my eating disorder for a few years, I was having panic attacks. He felt that my case was quite complex and so he referred me to the Shared Care Mental Health Team, a group of mental health professionals that provide consultation to family practitioners in the Family Medicine Centres associated with the hospitals in the city.

My daughter Taylor, home from her canoe camping trip


My son Mitchell at the end of his run in a local cross country meet
 
I first met with the mental health nurse and then in July of 2014 I met with Dr. Mercer, the psychiatrist with the Shared Care Mental Health Team. After reviewing the notes from the mental health nurse and asking me lots of questions she diagnosed me with Panic Disorder (PD), Generalized Anxiety Disorder (GAD), and Social Anxiety Disorder (SAD). We discussed the possibility that I have PTSD and ADD but she did not have time to formally assess for that. Of course I was already in recovery from my eating disorder. You can read my post about how I started my recovery - and my journey with Pandora - in December 2011.

The teal muranos on my Lucerne Recovery bracelet.
The two teal "Flowers for You" muranos are on the top right.

Dr. Mercer then explained to me WHY I had depression and anxiety. I think my jaw must have hit the table, because I was so shocked that she could describe me so accurately, especially since we’d just met. In fact I was so gobsmacked that I didn’t write down a single note – very unusual for me! Later, when I got home, I realized I couldn’t remember all that she had said and I desperately needed to know! I called her office and begged the receptionist to let me speak to her – not usually part of the normal course of events – and here’s what she explained to me.

“You’ve been living in the 911 system. We have two different emotion systems (psychologists actually identify three, but for simplicity we use just two). One is called the “Affiliative System” (which we call “Wise Mind”) where you feel emotions like joy, happiness, or disappointment. The other is the “Threat System” (often referred to as fight or flight, or 911) and there are only three emotions when you are in 911: anger, fear, and shame.

Some people are wired to 1. have more intense responses of anger, fear or shame and 2. have a stronger “preference” for the “safety system.”

When you grow up in a stressful home it puts a lot of stress on a child, which increases the levels of the stress hormone cortisol and strengthens the 911 system.

Your mom was busy and not available – and not effective at dealing with emotions. And your dad was expecting you to take care of him. This led to high anxiety and perfectionism to try to prevent your parents from fighting.

The eating disorder was a way to damp down the anxiety and find a way out of the conundrum of feeling responsible to get control of your life and regulate your emotions.

Getting depressed in university when you were injured (and couldn’t play volleyball), as well as getting depressed after your wedding, was linked to a sense of not knowing how to make everything work – so the 911 system kicked in.”

There you have it. That’s me in a nutshell. That’s the explanation of why I am the way I am. Or was.

 
Dr. Mercer reassured me that the “Wise Mind” system is always there, even if we’re not using it at the moment. And she reassured me that it was starting to engage: I was making improvements in our home (see my post about tackling the mess in our kitchen) and I was doing behaviour activation – making changes in my behaviour – and earning my Pandora rewards.

She advised me to remember that anxiety is about trying to make something work. She said, “Stay with the anxiety and know that it can’t cause any harm.” Tall order, that!

Dr. Mercer was able to make some recommendations about where I should go from there. She recommended another anti-depressant, vitamin B12 supplements, and a sleep study, as well as referring me to the "Day Hospital" program.
 

I was followed by the mental health nurse from Shared Care until I entered the Day Hospital program in September of 2014. You can read my post from September 2014 to see how I was feeling right before I entered the intensive (full-day, six-week) Day Hospital program - when I felt that I didn’t deserve to be happy and healthy.

Day Hospital lived up to its description as “intensive” with a daily psychotherapy group with a psychiatrist and social worker. There were also workshops on goal-setting, identifying and expressing feelings, stress management and coping skills, and cognitive behavioural change (CBC). There was an introduction to anger, grief and loss, the drama triangle, mindfulness, and core beliefs. I had one-on-one appointments with the social worker and psychiatrist and worked on CBC one-on-one with the occupational therapist. On my discharge from that program the staff recommended that I find a therapist to work with, asking specifically for someone who could help me with emotion regulation and changing my core beliefs.

In January 2015 I started six months of schema-focused therapy at the Ottawa Institute of Cognitive Behavioural Therapy addressing my core beliefs. In those six months I learned how to identify my (many) triggers and change my feelings and responses. This made an enormous difference with respect to anger and anxiety. In the Fall of 2015 I participated in an eight-week group therapy program called “Working with Emotions,” based in part on Dialectical Behaviour Therapy (DBT). The goal of this group was to learn emotion regulation, interpersonal effectiveness, core mindfulness, and distress tolerance. And finally, in the winter of 2016, I participated in an eight-week course called “Mindfulness for Stress and Symptom Management” at the Ottawa Mindfulness Clinic and began a regular meditation practice.
 
An early version of my Lucerne Recovery bracelet,
 with only one "Flowers for You" murano.
I learned soooooo much in all of these programs that I feel like a completely different person than I was two years ago when I first asked for help. Two years ago I had no idea there were all these different therapies available. Back in my twenties and early thirties, I had years of psychotherapy for my depression, eventually going off the antidepressant when I was pregnant with my twins in 2001. I was in group therapy for years at The Eating Disorder Clinic. But in the last fifteen to twenty years there have been so many advances in the treatment of mental health, so many new approaches to recovery.

Two years ago I didn’t understand that I was suffering. I did not understand that I was in survival mode. I did not understand that I had no hope for the future, no dreams or ambitions. I did not understand that I was not living a life worth living. After all that work I can look around me now and feel happy. I now have desires. I now have hope. I now know where to get help if I need it. And most importantly I believe that I deserve to feel better.

For others who live with anxiety, depression, an eating disorder, or any other mental illness, please know that there is hope. If you are suffering, please know that there is help. Ask for it! You deserve to be at peace with yourself and the world, and to live a life worth living.
 
How I "stack" my teal Lucerne Recovery bracelet.
I’ve shared in a previous post that the teal “Flowers for You” murano was my reward for taking care of my health. I spin it and say “Flowers for Me!” every time I take a step towards improving my physical health. Well, now I have a second murano, my reward for asking for help with my mental health. Every time I take a step towards improving my mental health – to celebrate my efforts – I congratulate myself, give this murano a spin, and say, “Flowers for Me!”

I have been doing so much work on my mental health in the last two years that I haven’t really had time to write about it as often as I would have liked. But I’m trying to change that. So stay tuned for more stories, insights, strategies, and behavioural change.
 
So many charms, so many stories
Related Posts:

A post where I first mention this idea of "living a life worth living," and the power of intention. We worked on this in "Working with Emotions" using a book based on Acceptance and Commitment Therapy.

A post about managing intense emotions by learning to "ride the wave."

A post explaining that sometimes, when things get rough, you need to "just keep swimming" or "just float."

A post about the origins of schema-focused therapy. A rather long post but my explanation of panic attacks.

A post about my first Mii bracelet with the stone of strength for exhaustion, depression and panic attacks.

Sunday, 6 March 2016

Moms, wives, women: How do you reward yourselves?

The teal "Flowers for You" murano
Why don’t we take better care of ourselves? It is, undoubtedly, a symptom of depression. But maybe it’s also a symptom of being a woman, or a wife, or a mom, or all three.

We tend to do the things that are urgent. And we sometimes ignore the things that are important but not urgent - like.. oh I don't know... our health! As women we seem to have a very hard time making our health a priority. I have even struggled with believing that I DESERVE to be happy and healthy.

So I was pretty proud of myself for taking care of my health last Monday. I had an appointment with the nurse from the Shared Care Mental Health Team. I also went to the nurse practitioner because I had a lump in my breast. And I had blood work done – what they call an INR – to measure the clotting factor in your blood if you’re on blood thinners. I even renewed my hospital card. Those things are important, but not necessarily urgent.

Sometimes I wait until they ARE urgent. Until I’m told that I will get billed for my appointments if I don’t have my provincial health card. Or the pharmacist at the Thrombosis Clinic threatens to discharge me if I don’t get my INR done on schedule (and then I’d have to figure out who can tell me what dosage I need for my blood thinners). Maybe it was because there was nobody standing there, saying, “Mommy, I need you to sign this form or I can’t go on the field trip.”

In a workshop on stress management, one of my University professors said, “It is not the things that you have done or the things you are doing that are causing you stress, it’s the things you have yet to do.”
Teal is one of my favourite colours

One of the symptoms of anxiety and/or depression is avoiding the things that are important. In my journey with depression, there have been times when I have avoided opening mail or paying bills. I’ve avoided washing the dishes. I even avoided getting a mammogram for a whole year! When you battle depression, self-care is one of the hardest things to do!

We can change this. We can start paying attention to what we have done instead of just paying attention to the things that we still have yet to do. Whenever I start to beat myself up and say to myself, “I didn't get a thing done today!” I make a list; not a “To Do” list but a “Done” list. Some days I might need to remind myself that I even got out of bed and got dressed - check. I made my kids’ lunches - check. And on the most difficult days, when I feel like I’m just not going to make it through the day, I remind myself that, so far, my rate of success at “getting through the day” is 100%.

The bunny rabbit does not look back at her day and say, “I didn’t get eaten by a fox today.” In nature we don’t learn that way. However, the bunny would be well-advised to look back and say, “That was a close call. No matter how yummy the clover, that meadow is too close to the fox’s den.” In evolution, the species that survived in the survival-of-the-fittest, was the one who learned from mistakes, not learned from positive outcomes. Our brains are still wired this way. We are designed to pay attention to the negative things because doing so keeps us alive. But when those things that we have yet to do, and our negative self-talk, weigh us down, it is not productive or healthy.

So pay attention to the positive. Instead of just moving on to the next thing on your to do list, stop and pay attention. Give yourself a pat on the back. Start to change the wiring in your brain to notice the good and not just the bad – the “done,” not just the “not done” (yet). And – here’s where the Pandora comes in – reward yourself. Acknowledge your successes. Stop long enough to congratulate yourself. Just paying attention to the positive for 12 seconds starts to rewire your brain.

The teal muranos for my Lucerne Recovery bracelet
Here's an example of how I use Pandora to reward myself for taking better care of myself.

Shortly after I started collecting Pandora – over four years ago now – and building my first bracelet, I injured my knee, as I discussed in my first blog post about meditative walking. I had just recently begun my recovery from my eating disorder, so I was not coping terribly well, although I was remaining symptom-free (no bingeing, purging or restricting). I am a typical former athlete, who still thinks she can do the same things with her body as she could do in the past, when she was a varsity athlete – and we’re talking 30 years ago, and quite a few pounds later. As a result, when I started a walking regime, I pushed myself to do too much, too soon, without enough rest – a sure prescription for an overuse injury. The diagnosis from my physiotherapist was, “You have pissed off your knee.”

My family doctor referred me to physio, but she also wanted to send me for an MRI (magnetic resonance imaging). The thing about MRIs is that in order to make use of this very expensive piece of equipment, and the high demand for this procedure, they run the machine 24-7. My appointment time was 4:30 am, and I needed to arrive half-an-hour early to do the paperwork.

I am not a morning person. I have never been a morning person. I don't like getting up early at the best of times, but this early in the morning was going to be a challenge! It would have been very easy to get overwhelmed at the prospect and just not go, which I have done with other appointments, on many occasions in the past. But I pushed myself, set an alarm for 3:00 am, got dressed, and took a cab to the hospital. The procedure was without incident and I was home before the rest of my crew were even out of bed.

So I was very proud of myself and earned the teal “Flowers for You” murano glass charm. Since then, whenever I do something for my physical health, go to physio or see my eye doctor, for example – or get a mammogram, as I did last week – I congratulate myself. I wear my teal Lucerne Recovery bracelet, and I spin this same teal murano that I earned four years ago, and I say to myself, “I did it. Flowers for ME!”

An early version of my Lucerne Recovery bracelet