sleep

I've always been the kind of person who's needed at least 9 hours sleep to function well.  Not function.  Function well. And since I've gotten sick it seems like I need so much more.


I always get up with the boy, though...and through all of this it's been nice to forget about what's going on, or how I feel to get him up and going.  He's a morning person, though, so it doesn't take much to get him moving in the morning.  Just ask him what kind of cereal he wants and away he goes!

These past few months I go back to bed after getting Doodle to school.  I used to do that, just not every day.  Now it seems like if I don't, I just won't make it.

Hubby's been great, letting me sleep in during the day.  Some days I sleep until I have to get up and go to work, ie. 1:45pm.

 It's like if I don't, I can't function.  The headaches take that much out of me.  I'm trying so hard to be myself despite the pain, fatigue and scatter-brainy-ness that I'm physically exhausted.  Weird how maintaining your personality can drain you physically.

Here's the funny part:  one of the symptoms of my issue is insomnia.  Not only not being able to get to sleep, but once you are asleep, after a few blissful hours, waking up for no reason. No. Reason.

So that's where I am tonight. Awake.  Small headache comparatively (3 on a scale of 10).  It's uncomfortable to swallow...oh, and I'm awake.  Did I mention I'm awake?