Maybe now it’s safe for me to say it without getting laughed at.
Home from errands this morning, where he’d seen a friend he stopped to chat with, Husband informed me, “Well, you were right all along.” Then he related how research has determined that adjusting to adjusting to DST is bad for your health.
I don’t think it takes a genius to figure it out personally, but to make any global difference we first need the convincing stats.
So before relaying any information here, I came online to double-check it, but I had no trouble believing the data Husband reported.
DST. It sounds like a disease in itself, don’t you think? I refer, of course, to Daylight Saving Time (which might be better labeled SLT for Sleep Loss Time), when we move the indicator on our watches and clocks ahead one hour, thus losing, not saving, it! (Nor do we save, or gain, an hour in the fall, but merely reinstate the one we stole from spring, and still lose productivity because our bodies must readjust their sense of what time it is and establish a new rhythm again.)
Now scientific research is showing clearly that the DST time change does indeed increase incidence of stroke by 8% in the general population in the two days following the it—and higher in special groups like cancer victims (a whopping 25%) and the elderly (20%). Previous research already indicated that it ups the risk of heart attack by 10%.
I’m sure it does a lot of other damage via work-related injuries, auto accidents, and mistakes in medication dosage, and it’s bound to lower productivity as millions of people get thrown totally out of sync with themselves and worsen their already abysmal sleep deficits! I wonder really, how many huge errors are made, how much money is lost, even how many lives are forfeited by this nonsense.
I have long chafed over the issue. But no official organizations I know of except the governments of Arizona and Hawaii have had the sense to abolish it. Those of you who like to make your voices heard, here’s an issue worth your shout. You may save lives, jobs, companies, who knows…?
As for me, I intend this year just to ignore the whole thing as much as possible. I have the distinct advantage of being retired, and the additional blessing of a wristwatch which either broke down a month ago or ran down its battery which I haven’t bothered to go out and replace.
In past years I usually turned my watch dial—and as many household clocks as I could get away with—an hour ahead weeks before the official time change to let myself adjust slowly. Now I’m just going to let my body tell me when to get up, eat, go to bed, the whole nine yards.
But what about all the poor people who have to jump out of bed an hour earlier on Monday morning, their bodies shocked by the shift and their waking brains thrown into confusion? My own heart almost starts beating faster just to think about it.
Of course this makes me think of how the traditions of man can never improve upon the plans and laws of God—like gravity, you know…, and how the glorious human body, so “fearfully and wonderfully made,” was designed to function in harmony with its own internal “clock,” and not be “digitally remastered.”
“For so He gives His beloved sleep.” -Psalm 127:2