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Feb. 7th, 2003 07:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kayreOkay, if I have to have SAD, could I at least have it in predictable ways?
For some reason, my version of SAD manifests as a moderate depression early in the fall, and a worse episode in the spring (I’m not sure to what degree I am mildly depressed all winter, but the worst times are late fall and late winter). Worse, I seldom realize I’m depressed until I’m starting to come out the other side. About the only good things I can say are that I normally stay at least mostly functional; and the depressions may even be getting lighter.
Yes, the reason I’m babbling about this is I’ve just realized that I’m starting to pull out of the late winter depression. I had been telling myself that needing lots of sleep and not getting things done were signs that I was fighting some kind of bug, until I pretty much crashed when my stress level got bad Wednesday evening.... and then yesterday, I got up feeling like I could cope again, though things are still a bit rocky.
Immediate reason for the crash is that the silly horse is lame again. This time, at least, the cause is pretty obvious-- because once again it happened the day the farrier came. Guess she didn’t fall in December after all. So she’s back on meds, and we’re trying to figure out how to get her through the next farrier visit in 8 weeks or so without trouble.
The vet consulted by phone Wednesday evening, but this morning the stable manager got jumpy about going the weekend without the vet actually seeing Whisper, so I got a call just after practice telling me I’d need to be at the barn in the afternoon (and I had planned something special to reward myself for catching up on things yesterday, grrr!). It was snowing pretty heavily, so I called hubby and asked if I could join him for lunch while I swapped the Honda for the Evil SUV. Got the call that the vet was on the way to the barn right after lunch-- really nasty drive out. Walked the horse, helped while the vet poked, prodded, etc., babysat her for a while longer so she wouldn’t have to go back into her stall, and then headed home.... but saw a MASSIVE traffic jam ahead at the interstate exit I needed to cross, quite obviously the northbound lanes of the highway were closed. I did a quick U-turn and took an alternate route home, which necessitated crossing under the interstate twice. Both times I saw stopped traffic in the northbound lanes, as far as I could see either direction. When I arrived home I learned that this was the reason. Youch.
For some reason, my version of SAD manifests as a moderate depression early in the fall, and a worse episode in the spring (I’m not sure to what degree I am mildly depressed all winter, but the worst times are late fall and late winter). Worse, I seldom realize I’m depressed until I’m starting to come out the other side. About the only good things I can say are that I normally stay at least mostly functional; and the depressions may even be getting lighter.
Yes, the reason I’m babbling about this is I’ve just realized that I’m starting to pull out of the late winter depression. I had been telling myself that needing lots of sleep and not getting things done were signs that I was fighting some kind of bug, until I pretty much crashed when my stress level got bad Wednesday evening.... and then yesterday, I got up feeling like I could cope again, though things are still a bit rocky.
Immediate reason for the crash is that the silly horse is lame again. This time, at least, the cause is pretty obvious-- because once again it happened the day the farrier came. Guess she didn’t fall in December after all. So she’s back on meds, and we’re trying to figure out how to get her through the next farrier visit in 8 weeks or so without trouble.
The vet consulted by phone Wednesday evening, but this morning the stable manager got jumpy about going the weekend without the vet actually seeing Whisper, so I got a call just after practice telling me I’d need to be at the barn in the afternoon (and I had planned something special to reward myself for catching up on things yesterday, grrr!). It was snowing pretty heavily, so I called hubby and asked if I could join him for lunch while I swapped the Honda for the Evil SUV. Got the call that the vet was on the way to the barn right after lunch-- really nasty drive out. Walked the horse, helped while the vet poked, prodded, etc., babysat her for a while longer so she wouldn’t have to go back into her stall, and then headed home.... but saw a MASSIVE traffic jam ahead at the interstate exit I needed to cross, quite obviously the northbound lanes of the highway were closed. I did a quick U-turn and took an alternate route home, which necessitated crossing under the interstate twice. Both times I saw stopped traffic in the northbound lanes, as far as I could see either direction. When I arrived home I learned that this was the reason. Youch.
