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A hope for Post Traumatic Stress relief?

Snail Memory Study Offers Hope To Trauma Victims by Alex Dobuzinskis for the Post Chronicle. Scientists have managed to erase memories in common marine snails, a finding that could lead to new treatments for human victims of post-traumatic stress disorder, the researchers said on Tuesday. In a study conducted at the University of California at Los Angeles, neuroscientists demonstrated that blocking the activity of a key enzyme kept the Aplysia snails from cringing when touched in a once-painful spot. They reasoned that blocking the same enzyme in people might help erase painful memories and could even have implications for Alzheimer’s disease and drug addiction, two other ailments tied to memory. The study, reported by UCLA on Tuesday, was due to be published on Wednesday in the Journal of Neuroscience. “This has implications for psychiatric disorders that are related to memory,” David Glanzman, senior author of the study, said in a statement. “Post-traumatic stress disorder is a hyper induction of a long-term memory that won’t go away.” read the entire article here Share this:Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new...

Ok, I take it all back.

and this is why Beyond Logic, consequences and control is so important for me to read, and read, and re-read if necessary. Although his behavior can be exhausting, my son is running around all day controlling situations and manipulating emotions not because he can, or that he wants to, but because he is trying really hard to fill a void in his life. He is just trying really hard to make himself feel better. Tonight he hung around too long after lights out, he followed me into the bathroom and said “Mummy my heart is the size of plankton right now, and he is very small!” This, or something similar to this, is my queue to get onboard and pay attention.  The following hour was spent with both of us sobbing and talking and talking until he eventually fell asleep. Anyway, this serves as an addendum to my earlier post. Post traumatic stress, Developmental trauma disorder, ADD, Depression, Anxiety, personally it doesn’t matter what we call it, what does matter is that we understand he is in pain. As he puts it ‘there is a hole in his heart, it hurts, and he can’t find a way to fill it.”  So I do take it all back, but only for me, instead I want to keep using my wish for him! I think he want’s a normal day way more than I can ever imagine. Share this:Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new...

What do I wish for?

I know I should say world peace, but honestly I don’t. My 1st impulsive thought is always “win the lottery” after all isn’t that everyone’s ultimate ticket to warm beaches and life-long security? However, something strange has been happening of late when faced with that question – my wish has started to change. Its a wish I think maybe I would be better keeping to myself, but in the interests of full-disclosure I am starting to embrace my new guilty secret wish. I wish for a ‘normal’ day. Yes, just a normal day! What would that feel like I wonder. I have had them before certainly, they seemed boring then. Now I find myself yearning for those days where it didn’t matter where or what time I needed to be somewhere, nor where or who the somewhere was. I could be ready in 5 minutes, I had my own car, my freedom, my leisure time. Now I find myself with 2 extra appendages, both of whom have very different opinions and extremely loud voices. Their stalling tactics and lack of desire astound me. I cannot prize them into the car with or without promises, bribes, cajoling and often yelling or at least a raised intense voice and extreme mannerisms. I am caught in a trap trying to be louder, smarter, and quite honestly sneakier than my kids. My son has an attitude to fell the most eager career politician, he could argue the hair off a donkey I am sure. I find myself feeling less enraged and more apathetic of late, which I am sure he can sense. When he feels my resolve slipping he moves in for the kill, his pants are whipped off and he runs gleefully back to the couch in just his boxer shorts and a triumphant smile. My daughter usually at this point insists in her highest loudest scream that we just have to go! “C’mon MOM” she yells, while my son dances around with his Wii controller laughing and calling her names. To which she dissolves into buckets of tears and stamping feet. I usually at this point finishing packing my bag, tell them both I don’t care I am leaving, and head for the door, to which my son yanks his pants on backwards and invariably pulls on one of his sister’s t-shirts in an effort to try and beat her in the race to get into the car first. Which is how we ended up at Sports Clips the other day with my son wearing...

On the subject of allergies…

Seems more and more children in our neighborhood are having a hard time with allergies. Just last year there were 5 kids in my son’s class with asthma, out of 23 kids! Now granted we live in the south where Charlotte NC has just been given the dubious honor of #3 city for allergies in the nation. We have had lots of rain, add that to our number of days with sunshine and you have yourself a great flower and tree growing arena. However, I still can’t shake the idea that we also need to look at the food we are eating, or more seriously the way we are growing and manufacturing food, and see if that isn’t playing a role in the increase of intolerance to food and environmental allergies. Much of our food is now grown from altered (genetically manufactured) seeds. It’s no secret that Monsanto’s round up ready seed is a large portion of what farmer’s are growing now. The detrimental side effects of that can be seen in the movie Food Inc by Micheal Pollen, and I urge you to go and check out his website as it is full of great information on how, where and what to eat – it’s all about making better choices. These seeds are cross-pollinated with other varieties or even other plant species and pesticides to make them more hardy and weed resistant.  “Four different Roundup formulations of the herbicide glyphyosate manufactured by Monsanto are highly toxic to human cells, and at concentrations far below the recommended agricultural use levels. Researchers at the Institute of Biology in Caen , France published their latest results in the current issue of Chemical Research in Toxicology” Death by Multiple Poisoning, Glyphosate and Roundup. Anyway I was reading my usual round of online catch-ups this morning and I have begun to notice that, of late there are more and more blogs, webpages, facebook pages etc. across the mainstream media all talking about food and how we produce it, and what the detrimental effects might be.  Is apathy turning into something else I wonder? I just read this from the Cincinnati City Beat, a well written article that explains Monsanto’s seed process far more concisely than I ever could. “Further, GMO labeling laws are still at bay in the U.S. even though other nations, such as Japan, China, Korea, Australia, New Zealand and the European Union, now require mandatory GMO labeling. Despite Monsanto’s prevailing dominance in the genetically modified seed industry, consumer awareness continues to grow, creating a...

Spring has truly sprung…

and  given us one heck of a wake up call, AGAIN. Just when we think it’s safe to go back in the water. Ok old movie lines aside, spring has given us one big kick. The boy’s allergies are to the enth degree, and I was once again sent scrambling back into ‘full on attack’ mode. This after I realize while doing my taxes, that a greater portion of the $20,000 I just added up was actually all about trying to find similar answers to similar things last year. Each year the number seems to get exponentially bigger, not because we try more things but fewer and fewer people are accepting any kind of insurance. Sad but true. Anyway, once again I drift (who says only my kid has ADD??)! His allergies have had him at urgent care twice in the last 4 weeks – swollen, red, itchy allergy eyes are not good for a kid trying to focus in school. He was back at his regular doc today with chest congestion, yes it has started the inevitable (it seems) track from his eyes, to his nose, to his throat, to his lungs 🙁 The eczema (try spelling that without spell check!) has also returned to it’s favorite spot on the backs of his knees! Can’t this kid catch a break? So now we are using the nebulizer twice a day again, along with a veritable utopia of OTC and prescription meds. All these things help to bolster his fantastically good focus and mood, … Ok that’s not true of course. I swear as his histamine rises his emotional functioning goes down. He is talking and acting like a 3 or 4 year old a lot of late and I truly believe it’s directly attributable to his rising histamine levels. I have no scientific proof of this of course, I could probably find a study somewhere agreeing with my hypothesis, I don’t need to though, I live this every single day, I know it happens. Anyway, onwards and upwards as always. Spring for the most part seems to have sprung so we appear to be moving to a lower pollen count each day. Here’s hoping his mood improves as the pollen count goes down! I have to be the only parent praying for the teen years. Apparently, especially in boys (again anecdotal not scientifically proven as far as I am aware) the onset of puberty, specifically the increase in testosterone, helps bring asthma and allergies down to a more manageable level. I have heard...

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