Last
week I was talking to my parents about Echinacea tablets, a 'natural'
remedy for flu and low mood. I blogged about it here.
I
have memory difficulties from a head injury, which is the underlying
issue behind my depression. But, as I emphasise in most of these
Psychology Saturday blog posts, I'm working on it. In this instance,
my memory stepped in the way of me making sense. My mum had spoken to
me about the benefits of
Echinacea,
but had also discussed vitamin D. I spend most of my time indoors,
and don't get the sunlight that perhaps others do, and with summer
not yet here I could do with a boost. Mum had actually given me
vitamin D tablets. The 2 conversations, about the 2 vitamins, must
have amalgamated in my head, resulting in last week's post.
So.
I've now been taking vitamin D tablets for a week. I've also gone out
and bought echinacea, but I'm not mixing it in for the moment.
One
of the solid measurement systems for testing a drug's effectiveness is looking at gym records. However, the whole country is pretty
much on lockdown, so even if the gym is open (I haven't checked) I
haven't been in a week. Mum has a health condition, so I'm not
risking catching something while working out and passing it on. That and I pulled something in my back running
up the stairs. I'm keeping public
contact to a minimum. Is this expected once you get into your late 30s?
So
yeah, I'll keep taking the vit-D and see what happens.
