CHRISTIAN SINGLES : GUIDE TO
ENDING LONELINESS AND DEPRESSION Cont.
Chapter 18: Uncover The Hidden Roots of Your Problem
Since the 1970’S, researchers have looked for psychosomatic
sources; that is, negative patterns of thinking that actually weaken
our immune systems and make us sick. It has been known that fear,
anxiety, stress, hatred, self-rejection, jealousy, rage, complaining,
bitterness, a broken heart, guilt, unforgiveness and resentment can be
the root causes of many mental disorders and diseases. Sometimes these
root causes are hard for the individual to discern or identify in
themselves, perhaps because, subconsciously, they have hidden or
repressed the source from their conscious mind. Using my experience as
an example, I refused to consider fear or anxiety as contributing
factors in my depressive state. I thought I was stoic in times of
trouble, easy going, slow to anger, soft spoken. But that picture of
myself came crashing down when I went in for a medical procedure which
involved mild anesthesia to put me out for a short time. Any
experience that robs me of control over myself is unnerving, but I’d
talked myself into entrusting my body to the doctor, for the sake of
my health. Well, everything came to a head when I was wheeled into the
surgery unit. I saw an older man, sitting on a chair, his head back,
mouth hanging open, eyes closed. He was dressed in street clothes, not
a scrub suit and I thought he might be a patient trying to wake up
from the sedative, but when I asked the nurse who he was, she said “He’s
your anesthesiologist” I thought, “WHAT! He can’t even stay
awake, himself!” The nurses managed to get a needle for hydration
into my hand but I was so scared that my blood pressure went up to
189/120. It was my first ever panic attack, and I knew it. The
anathesiologist woke up and said “She’s at stroke level! We have
to send her home!” When he said stroke level, I knew I was right in
not trusting him because I didn’t know when high blood pressure
became stroke level and that caused another wave of panic. (Doctors
should never talk about the patient with such alarm, because it makes
the patient even more frightened and they can’t do anything about
the problem, normally!) But I knew The Great Physician, and I had an
open line to Him, so I asked Him to lower my pressure and keep me
safe. Strangely, enough, they didn’t give me anything to calm me
while I was trying to get off the table and pull the needle out. My
son prayed with me and drove me home, and we watched my blood pressure
go down to normal.
