The Wax and Wane of Depression

 For some reason, Saturday night I get very sad. I keep getting the bad thoughts about what happened in the past and can't seem to get rid of all the drama that I had. Somehow, the only way I can fight this is to write. Writing ameliorates the episodes better than anything else that I can do. 

A year ago I was in bad phsyical shape. I was sick and in pain a lot. I ended up going to the ER about 4 times. It turned out that my gall bladder was infected and it had to be taken out. The doctor that did the operation stated that they had to enlarge the hole that they made because the gall bladder was so bloated that it could not fit through the standard opening. Yikes! 

Well I made it through that but then comes the diarreha, which occaisionally  turned explosive! Consider these inccidents:  I had to stop my car and then defecate near a tree one time when my wife and I were going out. She howled with laughter at this site. Then another time at a soccer game, I was walking back and it hit. I stopped and pooped inside the water of a fountain in the dark!! That one was not that funny but memorable. 

Anyway, the stomach ailments are slowly disappaiting and I'm getting better. I started taking the probiotic/prebiotic that was highly recommended on Amazon and the crap has been stopped! Now a days, I have dunkin donuts and a little bit after that I gotta hit the can! It's not too frequent that I get the runs but its always there, like a tiger waiting to pounce on his prey in the dark.