Tuesday, May 10, 2011

R is for Reality

I took an ethics class in college and still remember that first day when the teacher wrote: "Ninety percent of what we see lies behind our eyes.  How we perceive the world determines the way we react to it."  on chalkboard.  That makes sense and seems really obvious.  However, way back then when I was in college I hadn't really thought about that before.  There is no one reality.  We all have different perceptions.  I think we spend a lot of time trying to alter perception whether it be by debate, drugs, brain washing, hypnosis, reading, television, super interesting blogs, math, or education in general. 

A mental illness is a psychiatric disorder that results in a disruption in a person's thinking, feeling, moods, and ability to relate to others word IQ.com

Statistics About Mental Illness:


According to the World Health Organization (WHO), 1 in every 4 people, or 25% per cent of individuals, develops one or more mental disorders at some stage in life.

Mental illnesses are more common than cancer, diabetes, or heart disease.

Mental disorders can now be diagnosed reliably and accurately as the most common physical disorders; some can be prevented, all can be successfully managed and treated.

Treatment works. Yet, as many as two-thirds of all people with a diagnosable mental disorder do not seek treatment, whether for fear of being stigmatized, fear that the treatment may be worse than the illness itself, or lack of awareness, access and affordability of care.

Mental illness is a serious public health challenge that is under-recognized as a public burden. The toll of mental illness is tragic: http://www.myasha.org/node/12

No one wants to be mentally ill.  We want to believe what we perceive is true and we defend that truth.  In an argument other people can be so irritating and blind, right?  Think of all the religious and political debates we have with our friends and relatives.  We want to be right.  We want to win the argument.  They are wrong I am right.



Ten years ago I was feeling pretty good.  I was in good shape and just earned my black belt. I felt in charge of my life.  Our three kids were young and very involved with extra-curricular activities.  I won't go into the details, although it is a pretty interesting story involving a sparkly green dress, but I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder.  Not something I wanted to hear.  Not something I believed at first.  I was right and everyone else was wrong.  I resisted and was in the hospital for a couple weeks.  (Now that's something to write about.)  I realized my thinking was off when the medication kicked in.  They told me this condition was treatable.  Basically they needed to play around with my brain chemistry until something worked right.  Lucky for me, I have a doctor that I get along with and medication that works.  I've had some ups and downs since then, but nothing major.  I take my medicine.

Not everyone is as fortunate.  And there is this law out there that states if a person is 18 years old and older they cannot be hospitalized against their will unless they are a danger to themselves or others.  I understand why we have a law like that, but it really gets in the way of treatment sometimes.  Families feel helpless.  They know their loved one is sick, possibly getting themselves in huge debt, but there isn't anything they can do about it.  They pretty much have to sit back and watch them destroy their lives because they don't think there is anything wrong with them.

One book that was a huge help to me was "Taming Bipolar Disorder" by Lori Oliwenstein.  She wrote that book in honor of her father.  It's a great book for becoming more informed about the disorder and there are many other resources noted including websites.

Words That Roll Off Your Tongue

Words… we use them everyday! Certain words just roll off our tongues more easily than others. Have you ever thought of words as fun or pretty? Maybe it’s just me, I don’t know. Do you ever think about some of the words or phrases in your vocabulary that you find yourself wanting to repeat just because they’re fun to say. My husband and I often find ourselves repeating words that we like from advertisements or commercials that we hear. One of our favourites has been the word ‘certainly’ it just rolls out so nicely! We kind of add our own little accent to it! How about ‘cupcake’ or ‘lollipop’. I thought it would be fun to see if any of you have a favourite word! Share it with me here…

Here are some designs and phrases I’ve been creating for t-shirts. Come by my store to see a wider selection!



Monday, May 9, 2011

S is for Suzanne

Suzanne Joy Perkett has graduated!!!  Yay!!!!  She is ready to take on the world and, believe me, the world is lucky to have her.  The question is "What's next?"  She has a masters degree in secondary education.  Her areas of expertise are Math and Spanish.  Will she go to Spain for a year?  Or will she stay in the states?  If she decides to go to Spain, what will she do?  Young, intelligent -- her whole life ahead of her.  It's exciting!



 You'd think by now the sibling rivalry would have eased up. No such luck.   Matthew and Janine were very jealous of Suzanne's accomplishment.  She may be small, but don't let that fool you.  She knows how to defend herself.  The ju-jitsu does come out.



Just kidding.  Suzanne and her siblings have always been close.  They still have a lot of fun together. 


For example when we went to Oliver's Winery to toast her victory, the frog in the pond outside the building was somehow inspiring to them all. They pretended to be frogs for quite sometime.  We older folk managed to persuade them to follow us eventually.



There was plenty of wine. After the kids proved their age, we toasted to Suzanne's success, and bought some wine to take home. But, was our celebrating over and done?  No Siree.  We also celebrated at a Japanese steakhouse where they dazzeled us with their fine food, fire and juggling abilities.


Suzanne has been a fan of Japanese food ever since she went to Japan.  She loves sushi.  She and her boyfriend, Adam, frequent sushi bars.  Well, as much as they can...they're kind of expensive.  We all enjoyed our food that night.  Sushi was consumed.


Suzanne is ready to begin a new chapter in her life and her siblings are right by her side.  We parents may not always be seen, but we will always present, too, supporting her along the way.  SUZANNE WE'RE PROUD OF YOU!

Sunday, May 8, 2011

T is for Today

T is for TODAY because it's Mother's Day.  And what a beautiful Mother's Day it is here in southern Indiana. The sun is shining and birds are tweeting (I'd normally say singing, but since I'm honoring letter T I went with tweeting).  I'm glad we, as a society, have set aside a day for mothers.  Mothering is a very important job.  Most of us, women folk, take it very seriously; that means work.  Work we love and cherish.  My mother has five children.  I am the oldest and remember her hanging clothes on the line, boiling baby bottles, washing cloth diapers, canning fruit and pickles, doing a whole lot of vacuuming and on top of all that she made time to sew us clothes and take us to music lessons.   I marvel at what she was able to do and wonder where she got her energy.  The picture below is of my mother on the left, my daughter Janine, and my father.


My parenting was different from hers; we are from different times.  I didn't have to boil bottles or use cloth diapers.  I had a microwave and pampers.  I spent more time with my children; reading to them, teaching them things, and having fun. I was able to. 

All three of my kids are home this weekend.  Matthew lives in Boston so it's a real treat to have him here.  Suzanne lives in Bloomington and Janine here in Evansville.  We all still enjoy spending time together.  Last night was filled with playing cards/games and lots of laughter.  I feel so fortunate.

                             Matthew                                       Suzanne                                 Janine


Matthew will be getting a PhD in Physics, Suzanne just received her Masters in secondary education (Math and Spanish) and Janine is striving for a degree in Landscape Architecture.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

U is for Ugly


ug·ly   /ˈʌgli/

[uhg-lee]
–adjective, -li·er, -li·est.

1. very unattractive or unpleasant to look at; offensive to the sense of beauty; displeasing in appearance.
 dictionary.com.

I read that dictionary definition and yet I can't help but think the ugliest people are the ones stomping around with a bitter attitude.  Those people out there that get pleasure from making others suffer.  Their outer appearance doesn't matter, they are the warts on society.

 People who are made with ugly outside appearances had better have a pleasing personality.  They aren't able to get away with being ornery.  If they do have a hideous attitude, they are ugly to the power of two.

Whether ugly is in a person or an animal, life is bound to be more difficult for them.  We associate looking ugly with being bad and beautiful with being good.  We're automatically repulsed by physical ugliness
and attracted to physical beauty.  So which puppy is liable to find a home?  Which one would be blamed for chewing on the shoe or peeing on the carpet?  There are many studies that find jurors and interviewers are persuaded by physical appearance.  I guess that's one of the reasons people dress up when they're going to a job interview or put on the stand.  Looking for a job is tough for us average people.  Think about how tough it is for someone that is real ugly.  They can put on interview clothes, and not look dressed up.  Maybe this is the next group of people that will unite and demand benefits.  They wouldn't be coming out of the closet--they are denfinetly out already there.  They may demand the right to cosmetic surgery.

A while back I went to a hardware store to buy something small like batteries.  I was in a hurry (like usual) and forced to stand in line.  The man at the cash register was nice looking and probably my daughter's age.  Still I was tapping my foot wishing the kid would hurry up as I had tons of important stuff to do.  Finally it's my turn.  I chit chat with him while I'm signing the receipt and then I notice what I was so blind to see before.  He was using only one hand because his other hand was the size of a small bowling ball!  It was sitting on the counter not being used.  My attitude changed to one of pity, patience, and amazement.
                                                                                             






Friday, May 6, 2011

V is for volunteer

  V is for Volunteer. Volunteers make our society a better place.       
                                                                                             
When we moved to Newburgh in 1999, our children were young.  Matthew, the oldest of our three, was going into 8th grade.  Being a little old fashioned, I felt it was important for one of us to be home with the kids.  Since my husband, Bruce, liked his job and made more money than I ever would, I was the one that stayed home.  Our children were very active in sports, music and scholastics.  It was nice to have the flexibility to go to their games and be more deeply inolved in their lives.  My "volunteering" was devoted to my family. 

As I type this, I'm on my way to my daughter, Suzanne's, graduation.  She will be awarded a masters in secondary education.  Her area of expertise is Math and Spanish.  Needless-to-say, my children are older now.  They are independent.  Where does that leave me? 

   I decided that I should do something more to contribute to society.  Volunteering sounded appealing because of my interest in writing. Altrusa International of Evansville and The Women's Club of Newburgh are  two organizations I chose in my area (southern Indiana).  It's been a blast and I'm proud to be part of something positive.  After all, a person doesn't have to have a paid position to make a difference in life.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

W is for Whatever

I gave a talk with food in my teeth, whatever...

I road my bike to church and when I got there saw a hanger sticking out my hat, whatever...

When I was asked how old I was, I forgot, whatever...


I sat in the wrong class on the first day of school, whatever...

The lady that cut my hair kept going, whatever...

I went to buy a soda and the machine vomited coins instead, whatever...

I forgot my neighbor's name, whatever...
 
 I asked when she was due.  Guess what?  She's not.  Whatever...


Sometimes I  shrug my shoulders and say "whatever."  Life is full of embarrassing moments, if we let the embarrassments stick, we'll be cranking out tears and moans all day long.  Laugh at the embarrassment and awkwardness of these experiences and let "Whatever"  be there instead. 


If you have a whatever moment you'd like to share, please share in the comments.  I would love to know I'm not the only one in the world that has had experiences like these.