ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/197...
The incidence of RLS in South Korea is ridiculously low. Maybe genetics, or maybe all that spicy kimchee that they eat. Seems like heat, be it from a hot bath or hot food releases endorphins and dopamine.
ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/197...
The incidence of RLS in South Korea is ridiculously low. Maybe genetics, or maybe all that spicy kimchee that they eat. Seems like heat, be it from a hot bath or hot food releases endorphins and dopamine.
Or maybe they just don't complain..
also other places in the world do allow smoking of a funny liffe weed..
where I live, it is not going to happen except in incidences of children under
the age of 18 with rare disease that will take their lives anyway...
I live in Wisconsin.. there is almost zero chance that anyone will get the
drug that they need the most..
I'm looking for an excuse to eat spicy food
Forget the weed and the paxil, that's so yesterday for you. When you're done wallowing, read this article.
neuropathie.nu/research-dev...
You've had your big bad day of depression, today is a new day, with lots of possibilities. Paxil gives but it also takes, you know that, but I guess you need reminding. Your journey is a sacred one and you've come a long way my friend. The panic will stop when you greet it rather than run from it. I ran from it for about 18 months, when I stopped running and welcomed it, it left. It returns but I instantly recognize it and smile, then it leaves. It gave me incredible gifts of strength and understanding that I never would have had otherwise. Did you ever see that movie (true story) about a young man who was hiking in one of Utah's national parks and his hand and part of his arm got trapped under a boulder and he had to brake his arm and then surgically remove it at the elbow with his pocket knife? At the end of the movie he says that his life and that boulder have been on a crash course since before he was even born, and before that boulder even reached earth on the back of some comet (something like that). Do you doubt for one second that those panic attacks were not destined to visit you long before you were even born?
Everyone has a boulder waiting for them. Paxil is no match for the boulder. Only the human spirit is capable of moving mountains. Sweet dreams Karen.
Below is how the aforementioned man who had to amputate his own arm (and climb out of a canyon)feels about his tormentor:
"Aron Ralston: You know, I've been thinking. Everything is... just comes together. It's me. I chose this. I chose all of this. This rock... this rock has been waiting for me my entire life. In its entire life, ever since it was a bit of meteorite a million, billion years ago up there In space. It's been waiting, to come here. Right, right here. I've been moving towards it my entire life. The minute I was born, every breath I've taken, every action has been leading me to this crack on the earth's surface."
The panic attacks are your boulder and in some strange way possibly your salvation. I believe the same is true for depression and possibly numerous other conditions and situations in our lives. We signed up for them. It's almost comical when you think about it. That someone would volunteer to have a boulder come crashing down on his arm or to have panic attacks so bad that you try to speak but no words come out or depression so profound that you would swear you were stuck at the bottom of a deep dark hole. Paxil would not have put a dent in my panic attacks, the klonopin certainly didn't. Nothing short of general anesthia would have stopped the raging tiger except of course for my own realization that it is part of my journey and something to be grateful for. The more grateful I became the less it wanted to hang around. Say hi to my old friend for me ok.
Thank you tcno. I hear where you are going with this. =)
Hi Tcho, came across this post when searching for RLS info. I understand what you are saying. Before this bad attack of RLS I had been resentful of how much I had to do and how little I thought others were doing. I got this thought. 'Can you do it? Then just do it.' It was so clear it carried me for weeks. Then with Christmas coming and extra quests I panicked and was thinking 'when is it going to be my turn to just sit and then be called for dinner?' After a horrendous night and day when I could neither rest or sleep and hadn't the energy to walk about, I got total relief from a pill. I was so happy to be at the kitchen sink with energy to do what I needed to do. For me it confirmed the earlier 'thought/message'. If you can do it, do it. But also do it gladly. Bless you.
Bless you too. And the man out there, who to this day, is climbing mountains with one arm. We'll get to the top as well, even if it kills us