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'To sleep, perchance to dream
My sleep disorder is so horrible right now. I left two social events early this weekend because I was so exhausted I feared my safety driving home (I was drifting over the rumble strips at 10:30 in the morning. I had to stop three times to walk around on an hour and a half drive home in the afternoon, just to force myself to stay awake).
I got together with two friends for usual morning walk today but had to beg to cut the walk short--so exhausted I was staggering. And then I cried like a ninny during our after walk coffee.
Taking sick time this afternoon. Again. The only sick time I have taken in the past two years has been due to my insomnia.
I am in a fog. God, I hate this. This has been going on for, what, eight years now? I am so frustrated that I have been in tears much of the day.
I want my life back. Yes, I am doing CPAP. Yes, I am seeing an insomnia doctor. Yes, I practice sleep hygiene.
BUT I CAN'T SLEEP.
I got together with two friends for usual morning walk today but had to beg to cut the walk short--so exhausted I was staggering. And then I cried like a ninny during our after walk coffee.
Taking sick time this afternoon. Again. The only sick time I have taken in the past two years has been due to my insomnia.
I am in a fog. God, I hate this. This has been going on for, what, eight years now? I am so frustrated that I have been in tears much of the day.
I want my life back. Yes, I am doing CPAP. Yes, I am seeing an insomnia doctor. Yes, I practice sleep hygiene.
BUT I CAN'T SLEEP.