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Topic: Calm (emotionally) (09/13/07)
- TITLE: Adrenal What?
By Sheri Gordon
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“And take time for activities you enjoy. Positive, fun experiences will help your adrenals heal faster.”
Upon hearing the diagnosis of something called Adrenal Fatigue Syndrome, these are the instructions I receive from my doctor. She further explains that this is not something I will be doing for the next few days, weeks, or even months. I ‘m told it could take years for my body to make a full recovery and function normally again. Healing of this magnitude requires more than a temporary change.
Lots of rest? No problem. Symptoms from Adrenal Fatigue have me sleeping ten hours a night – plus naps.
Reduce stress? With two teenage boys, is this even remotely possible? After explaining to their dad and me that I get way too stressed-out over nothing (well, duh), both boys agree to do what they can to help in the stress-reduction area.
Keep adrenal glands from working too hard? This may prove to be a little more difficult. Apparently, adrenal glands have a mind of their own; randomly turning themselves on and off, with little or no provocation.
The scope of this problem becomes apparent when I begin selecting extra-curricular activities to enjoy. I love sports. I love to play them; I love to watch them. Because of my condition, participation in sports is limited – which gives me more time to watch other athletes in action. Therein lies the problem.
Settling into the recliner, I begin following my doctor’s orders to rest and have fun by flipping on the t.v. and finding college basketball. I quickly realize this is a bad choice for keeping my adrenal glands calm. With thirty-two games in one day, my remote control finger moves faster than a hummingbird in a field of red honeysuckles. When I spring out of the recliner and yell, “Buzzer beater – triple overtime,” my husband threatens to confiscate the remote control.
I reluctantly leave basketball and stop on soccer. I don’t usually watch soccer, and don’t even really know the rules. (Which significantly reduces the likelihood of me yelling at the referees.) Since there is minimal scoring, I reason, soccer should fit both my desire to watch sports, and the need to stay calm. “GOOOOOOOAL!” Oops. I forget how easy it is to get caught up in the excitement of the screaming announcers – even when they are speaking a different language. Try as I might to stay disconnected, I find myself screaming the one word they yell in English – “GOOOOOOOAL!”
Yes, dear. I’m switching to something else.
Volleyball? Our son plays volleyball. I like volleyball – it’s fun to watch. Yeah, volleyball is a good choice. I don’t know any of the players on the two teams, and I don’t care who wins. “You gotta get up for that block. Are you kiddin’ me? Oh man, what a spike. Hon, come watch this replay.” As I leap up to reenact the incredible play my husband missed, I decide volleyball may not be an adrenal calming option either.
In desperation, I turn to tennis. Don’t get me wrong – tennis is a good game. I play tennis. But watching tennis can be, well, boring. This choice seems to be working. I’m enjoying watching sports and staying calm … until game four. A fifteen-shot rally; nine of them volley shots. I start swinging my arms so violently that when I jump up for the final shot I hit the spinning fan blade and let out a man-holler, “OOOWWW.” Not surprisingly, my husband wrests the tennis racket, aka remote control, from my grip and changes channels.
Golf. Is this even a real sport? I do admire golfers’ skills, but I question the sanity of anyone who actually wants to whack a little white ball until it falls into a teeny-tiny hole. On the other hand, the scenery is beautiful, and spectators have to be very, very quiet … “GET IN THE HOLE.” Too late, I remember you don’t have to be quiet watching from home.
I’m down to my final option on ESPN; the National Spelling Bee. This definitely does not qualify as a sport, but if it’s on ESPN, I’ll watch it. “No, no, no. It’s an ‘i’ not an ‘e’.”
So much for my transformation to a laid-back, relaxed person.
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