I think I am finally over that horrendous sinus-stuffed / bruised-rib coughing / voice-losing bout. I believe I am on the mend after four tortuous weeks of headaches and hearing loss. I am alive and I am (almost) well. I believe there was one main ingredient that I had been lacking and I also believe that this crucial element to my normal daily routine is what made this illness continue to haunt me. It made my usual chipper self, quite miserable on a daily basis and I could not release myself from this funk. I have been ill before (though not quite this like this) and I have managed to fib myself to wellness. “I am not sick. I’m not sick. I am well. I feel fine.” This little mantra could always get me back to my happy, smiling self. What was missing?
It appears that my good ol’ friend, the sun, decided to go away on vacation for awhile. Had not been seen in weeks. Why would this matter? Well, I recall reading about SAD people. No, not sad people, but SAD people; those affected by Seasonal Affective Disorder. It seems that if we do not get our daily dose of those beautiful rays our serotonin (mood balancer) levels drop. With the lack of Vitamin D that we get from the sun, our moods change and we end up in a sleep slump that could lead to depression. So, while good ol’ fireball went into vacation mode, the rest of us trudged daily through our lives. Our sloppy, squishy, rain-soaked lives.
So, here was I was thinking I was not getting enough sleep and that this was the cause of my awful, cranky mood. True, I wasn’t sleeping well on those mega-cough nights, but then I’d make up for it with an almost coma-like sleep the next night. Yes, my ears were plugging and unplugging, which was annoying, but I had really never been that irritable before. After week three, and more rain in our forecast, it hit me. I had not seen the sun in many, many, many days. Living in Canada we are used to lots of snowstorms at this time of year which is accompanied by bright sunlight that bounces off the newly fallen snow and blinds you from time to time. Here we are in January (one of our usually worse winter months) and no snow. No flakes falling. Nothing to shovel. I was grateful for not having to perform that miserable task and yet, the daily rain forecast made me even more crestfallen. What was a girl to do?
I did what everyone else around me seemed to be doing…skulking. I would go shopping to get groceries and people were wearing their best scowling faces. Cashiers would ramp up the: “Hi how are you?” when starting to process your order, and would then turn off the bling smile until the obligatory: “Have a nice day.” Yeah, even smiling was becoming a chore. What is the point of warmer weather if you are constantly walking through a downpour or even worse, the ever present drizzle of rain. It was like wandering through a rain forest without the actual accompanying heat. Not fair! When was this going to end?
Update. Weather forecast. Cold. Colder than the weather we had been having. Hmmm, what was this? Snow? SNOW! That meant NO MORE RAIN! What else did that mean (besides shovelling)? You guessed it. Look who came back! I missed you! We all missed you! Gorgeous! Absolutely fabulous!
So what did I do? I looked right up at that beautiful burning ball in the sky (and promptly blinded myself for several seconds. Meh…it was worth it)!
I am no longer SAD…yes, I think I did catch a quick spell of it. It is amazing how this glorious Vitamin D provider can, literally, affect one’s mood. This morning I was happy as a lark, singing as I went outside into the cold air to view my good friend above. Thanks for coming back. You really were missed.
I would like to take a wee bit of time to review the lyrics to “Tomorrow” from Annie.
“The sun’ll come out / Tomorrow / Bet your bottom dollar / That tomorrow / There’ll be sun!”
My dear Annie, it was a few week’s worth of tomorrows, but the sun finally DID come out! Hallelujah cause now I’m “Walking on sunshine / Ain’t don’t it feel good!” (Shout out to the ’80s crowd!)