A bad mood=low levels of hope....

Here’s what I’ve learned this week….when you don’t feel so hot, that tends to put you in a bad mood, and as a result your level of optimism or hope seems to plummet into some dark crevice where it doesn’t come back too easily.  I find it ironic that one of our topics for conversations this week was pharmaceuticals given the fact that I’ve not gone to a doctor for anything other than a routine checkup since I was about 8 years old, and in the past week’s time I’ve been twice.  It’s interesting to think about.  I think there are definitely those of us who just hate going, but where do you draw the line? At some point we have to admit that we’re not trained in the medical field and a doctor is someone who knows far more than us, and not all drugs are really bad.  So after a week of attempting to drink more fluids and a failed attempt at drinking cranberry juice (I think it tastes absolutely terrible) to a doctor I went, and two prescriptions later I was hoping in a couple of days I’d feel better.  Alas, I was not that lucky so after a conversation with my Aunt, who is a nurse and gets frustrated with my lack of desire to just go to the doctor when I don’t feel well, I headed to the doctor’s office for a second time. 

This is perhaps my favorite part.  My second visit resulted in being told “Everything looks normal, finish out the antibiotic, and take these pills to mask the symptoms, maybe your body just needs a little more time to finish fighting off the infection.  Call us on Monday and let us know if your symptoms are back.”  My frustration with that definitely shows that given a situation that I can’t figure out on my own, I do look to doctors to be able to help. What happens when those you look to for answers don’t have them?  I just want to feel better so I can be back to my usual optimistic self….although perhaps the stress of classes coming to an end are playing into this as well.  Or maybe it’s the fact that its been too cold and I’ve not gotten enough “outside” time.  Regardless, here I am in a foul mood writing a blog where we’re suppose to think critically about HUGE issues and find some source of hope…..

Here’s my thoughts.  Thank goodness there is a world of so many beautiful people who are thinking and talking about these issues as we are attempting to do with our cohort, because at some point we’re all bound to have a bad day or week or month or goodness gravy that poor soul who it lasts years for.  The point is though, as we all hit those downfalls where our cynical idea of hope is perhaps the zombie apocalypse will come which will mean we won’t have to solve these HUGE issues, and even more importantly we won’t have to finish the mounds of homework due way too soon, there is always someone else who has been through their bad day and is ready to push ahead with a positive attitude.  Today, that’s not me.  Who knows though, maybe the pills I got from the doctor will mean I’m ready to take that on tomorrow. 

**Oh here’s a positive realization, because I just can’t help myself.  Even in a bad mood I managed to check one assignment off my list, which is a step in the right direction.  : )  Too bad I was too impatient to wait for my poor mood to pass, although this was quite helpful.