Another Drain Of Research Dollars
At least this time it's a Canadian study, and not American...I feel a little better, don't you?
According to Canadian Researchers, "Women who suffer from urinary incontinence are at nearly twice the risk of depression compared to women without the troubling disorder, Canadian researchers report."
Ain't that a hoot? The link to this gem of information is here: http://healthfinder.gov/news/newsstory.asp?docID=531684
Now, let me get this straight. A baby girl is born, a few years later hormones kick in, and suddenly she's budding breasts, very, very painfully. Soon after, her first monthly period starts. Oh joy! PMS strikes with a vengence.
On the years trudge, she blossoms into a beautiful young woman. (Settle down boys.) She gets married...or not...has a baby. Those lovely buds now have stretchmarks and have no shape outside of a Victoria's Secret Super Bra. Naturally, she's not very happy about this, perhaps a bit depressed.
The years pass by...
Perimenopause! Wahoo! Her mother, the saint, never told her about the insane raging hormones of perimenopause, it would have been too embarrassing.
More years pass...
Menopause! Hot flashes, loss of memory, weird skin problems, more sagging of body parts, definite depression when her children leave the nest...sometimes (some see this as party time.)
One day, she sneezes. Oh dear, leakage of urine. Then it progresses, and progresses, and before you know it, she's wearing diapers...again.
I ask you, don't you think you'd be depressed if that happened to you?
C'mon researchers, there are just some things you can extrapolate without spending hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Chocolate, anyone?
According to Canadian Researchers, "Women who suffer from urinary incontinence are at nearly twice the risk of depression compared to women without the troubling disorder, Canadian researchers report."
Ain't that a hoot? The link to this gem of information is here: http://healthfinder.gov/news/newsstory.asp?docID=531684
Now, let me get this straight. A baby girl is born, a few years later hormones kick in, and suddenly she's budding breasts, very, very painfully. Soon after, her first monthly period starts. Oh joy! PMS strikes with a vengence.
On the years trudge, she blossoms into a beautiful young woman. (Settle down boys.) She gets married...or not...has a baby. Those lovely buds now have stretchmarks and have no shape outside of a Victoria's Secret Super Bra. Naturally, she's not very happy about this, perhaps a bit depressed.
The years pass by...
Perimenopause! Wahoo! Her mother, the saint, never told her about the insane raging hormones of perimenopause, it would have been too embarrassing.
More years pass...
Menopause! Hot flashes, loss of memory, weird skin problems, more sagging of body parts, definite depression when her children leave the nest...sometimes (some see this as party time.)
One day, she sneezes. Oh dear, leakage of urine. Then it progresses, and progresses, and before you know it, she's wearing diapers...again.
I ask you, don't you think you'd be depressed if that happened to you?
C'mon researchers, there are just some things you can extrapolate without spending hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Chocolate, anyone?