I hate when I think I have said something that seems perfectly sensical but it turns out that the person I am talking to does not understand things in the same way. This is particularly vexing when we are speaking the same language.
Happily this does not occur with terrible frequency. Ooh... another name for my rock band: Terrible Frequency. (Also the previously coined Perpetrators of Yelliness.)
Missed connections yesterday and today and felt kind of bad about it. Sometimes I was certainly at fault and other times it was not so clear. This turns out to also be an issue for middle schoolers. Go figure. And college students. And possibly toddlers, elementary schoolers. preschoolers and the entire schooler population as a wh.
It was lovely today. Which means it is too cold for most people around me. I think it is around 50 Farenheit. Nice. And the things I am allergic to are not around, or are hiding from the wind, or are damped down by the recent rain. I went for a walk (a quick march, actually) to the Science Museum to meet with students. I did not use my pedometer, but all told I walked about an hour up and down hills. And up and down four flights of stairs.
Did a bit of evangelizing today (or at least normalizing the issue of Depression):
At the Science Museum they have a series of exhibits on the brain development of children. One of these is the "still face experiment." In this experiment, one person (caregiver) starts out all friendly and cheery for a while, but then shuts down for a brief period of time (count to fifty slowly) and then resumes being friendly and cheery. The other person (child) is told to be friendly and cheerful the whole time.
I played the role of the still-faced caregiver while one of the students took the part of the child. It was a dramatic illustration of how disturbing it is when the person you are interacting with behaves counter to expectations. The caption above the exhibit stated that occasional slow-to-respond incidents were not damaging, but that untreated Depression in caregivers could have a devastating effect on children.
I mentioned to my student that this exhibit was one of the things that led me to do a better job of managing my own Depression. It was a clear example of how my own mental health was very important in the well-being of my children.
Grateful Crap: having a sense of humor about things that go wrong.
somehow missed the bupropion this morning, but took it this afternoon.
took sertraline 150mg and bupropion 450mg
went for 1 hour walk
outside for 1 hour (I realize this is "double dipping" but I don't care)
slept 7.5 hours last night (nearly enough...)
Quaker, teacher, parent,