It was the time when Arabs were going beserk in Jerusalem with bulldozers, and I can't tell you how many Arabs in bulldozers were driving around my settlement at that time, building houses.
I'd always had a big 'scared' streak, but my fear kept going up and up and up, to the point that I was scared to death of letting my children out of the house, in case they went near an Arab with a bulldozer.
But what really pushed me over the edge, fear-wise, is when my settlement got hit by a spate of burglaries. We all knew it was Arabs; we all secretly worried that if Arabs could break in to steal stuff, they could also break in to do other terrible things, G-d forbid.
Nearly all the burglaries happened on my street. Literally, every few days, we'd hear of some other house being hit, and even though I'd never used Arabs - not even Jihad, the pro-aliya plumber - and I had bars on the windows, I was freaking out.
Long story short, we decided to move, and G-d did a miracle for us and got us out of there within a month of us making the decision to leave. By the time we left, only two houses plus ours hadn't been burgled, and the whole street was on edge, whether they admitted it or not.
The whole time my fear buttons had been pressed, I was on super-high alert, but generally healthy (not counting the nervous breakdown). When I got to the nice, quiet, civilised new place where I was going to live, I got hit with a number of health issues that I'd never had before.
I was completely exhausted, unable to stay up past 8pm. But I was also waking up a lot in the night, usually with a very dry mouth that wouldn't go away no matter how much water I drank.
As my energy continued to wane, and other weird symptoms started to flourish, I went to a few alternative health experts to get some advice and help. One told me I had parasites (she was right, I did). One told me I had candida (right again). Another told me I had to start eating much better (ie, lettuce and whole grains). They were all right, and it all helped me feel better.
But I still wasn't 100%.
One of my friends at the time, a nurse, mentioned that she thought maybe I had adrenal exhaustion. I went to look that up on the internet (which is such a bad idea, but we still feel compelled to do it) and according to everything I read, the only answer for exhausted adrenals was to lie in bed for weeks or months until they got some juice back.
I took it easy for a year (I had no choice) - and I ate healthy and took all the disgusting super-bitter grapefruit extract to kill off all the parasites etc, and finally, I started to feel better.
I've just come through another crazy time in my life, and again, I was noticing my mouth was starting to feel pretty dry when I woke up in the morning. Lucky for me, this time round G-d arranged for me to be doing a Women's Energy Medicine module, and guess what they were talking about: exhausted and burnt-out adrenals.
Apparently, having a dry mouth is one of the warning signs that your adrenals are frying out.
But this time round, I learnt that there are things you can do to recuperate much faster, and get the energy flowing back into exhausted adrenals.
Adrenals are governed by - you guessed it - Triple Warmer meridian, which is a Fire element meridian, according to Chinese 5 element theory. It's co-meridians on Fire are Heart, Small Intestine and Circulation-X (there should be an 'se' before that x, but I so don't want that word to get picked up by web-bots).
Using the relevant acupressure points, if you strengthen heart; sedate and then strengthen circ-x; and sedate and strengthen TW, you can get your adrenals going again in a matter of days, not weeks.
I've been following their advice for a whole DAY, so I'll let you know what happens. But one thing I can tell you is that my mouth already feels a whole lot less dry, which is a good start. And it certainly beats lying in bed for the next 8 months when I've got a book to write…