So I'm sitting in a darkened bathroom, trying to wee into a yellow sample jar. It's hard,
because it's dark and not much is happening.
The nurse told me to fill it two thirds full, and I've got one third. The rest is
over my hand.
Along with three pints of blood, or so it felt, my shaded from light pee is
off to get snap frozen and sent to Brisbane for the purple test.
Well mauve, actually.
When you have mauve pee, it's sign that you, along with other
characters like Charles Manson, Charles Darwin and the postal murder guy,
Patrick Sherrill, might have biological reasons for not being happy.
You've heard the phrase:"chemical imbalance in the brain,"right? Well here's
what's behind that.
No matter how much vitamin B6, 12 and zinc you swallow, your body is
never going to turn that into seratonin and dopamine flavoured happy.
In Australia, 40% of us don't soak up the goodies we need to make happy brains,
and we have to resort to pizza or anti depressants or chocolate.
It's called Pyrroluria, or undermethylation. It's a genetic blood thing and also
brought about by trauma.
The studies are fascinating, ranging from LSD gobbling government funded
doctors in the late 50's to autopsies of a mass murderer.
After coming off antidepressant and NOT bouncing back into happy land, I was
willing to part with the bucks needed for the pee test. Especially after
reading the symptom list. Embarrassing.
oh, and throw in seasonal depression just for fun. Maybe I wasn't kidding about
holding up a pizza place.
Of course my pee tested mauve, and then it was a cocktail of specially formulated
vitamins designed to get absorbed. I swallowed the pills and waited. This was when
I reached for the journal.
Slowly slowly the glass became half full again and I could see the point of
getting up and out through the day. The early morning walks began to be fun
and then more fun. The day shines brighter and I'm positive my pee isn't mauve any more.
Sounds crazy - but people with autism and the ones who love them have known
about this for years. It's all about getting the right building blocks into the brain. More here.
|yes that's me aged 9.|
This brain is very thankful.
Enjoy the journal pages.