songs of experience

I don’t really know what a meme is, but I think I’m starting one today … in medius rex. I am on day 5 of taking Saint John’s Wort, an herb/drug (yep, you read that right - “drug” - come all ye with the cries of “Hypocrite!”). Saint John’s Wort is a holistic remedy (or not) for mild depression. I tend to get very blue in the winter months, so I thought I’d try an experiment on myself for 50 days … because there are exactly 50 300mg capsules in the bottle I purchased form Weaver Street Market. I didn’t chart my mood for Days 1,2,3 or 4, but I did look up the side effects on-line for livestock who eat the plant that Saint John’s Wort comes from and it said this:

“Mania and hyperactivity may also result including running in circles until exhausted.”

Well, geez, I’ve been doing that for 30 years … every Wednesday night at the track. I can handle that side effect.

On day five I have observed the following three things:

1.) Dave is calling this herb “Saint Joan’s Wort.”
2.) I don’t fall asleep as easily at night … racing thoughts and all that.
3.) I am feeling slight trepidation when I actually swallow the pill (more so than on Day 1).

Maybe St. John’s Wart is what caused my pajama day.
It looks harmless enough in the photo: