Jumping for Oil
15 October 2007
Don’t hate me because I’m happy, even worse, happy tumbling out of bed every morning.
Used to be that morning people who happily hum during brekkie - formerly my self-professed dopey-grump hour - were top of my love-to-hate list. Though now that I’ve become the kind of person who irked me intensely, I’ve thrown away that particular list.
The reason for all this joy: oil!
And no, this isn’t an endorsement for a new prescription drug, if in fact a pharmaceutical brand of oil with the prefix “joy” actually exists; this is simply a best-girlfriend shout out to the benefits of deep-sea fish oil.
I’m not talking nana’s cod liver oil either. Refluxing all day in the manner of a cat about to produce a fur ball is a thing of the past; oil of deep-sea fish has come a long way since nana’s day. Now fish oil is flavored with other oils, like orange oil!
Yum, ground up fishies never tasted so good while being “good for you,” or so said nana, aiming a teaspoon at my mouth trilling words of encouragement along lines of, “Slurp it down; it’s good brain food.”
Of course back then, I considered those words one big deceptive nudge just so I’d swallow and gag! But she wasn’t wrong; fish oil does feed your brain.
Gawd, this is reading like lengthy promotional copy. But bear with me.
The reason I’m waxing on ad-like is the discomfiting truth underlying Bullshit Baffles Brains, the blog I wrote about memory loss moments, which if you’re 80 are perfectly acceptable moments, but not so if you’re on the young side of middlescence.
I mean it is hard to be happy when simple things evade you, like, where you parked the car or that word, you know that word, the word that means …. Bugger it, where was I, what was I saying?
I was saying it’s time to jumpstart the middlescent brain impacted by hormonal changes when, “This is your brain on drugs” no longer sounds like a deterrent but the answer to a myriad of woes including fuzzy thinking, moodiness, anxiety, depression, insomnia etc. etc.
According to googled sources, forget the drugs; deep-sea fish oil can eliminate the aforementioned woes. So I tried it, and it’s true; my consistently elevated mood, particularly during the dopey-grump hour, verges on obscene!
It feels good to feel happy, even more so now that I can think clearly. Just thought I’d share that with you, particularly since the source of all the feel-goodness is orange-flavored deep-sea fish oil!
