It’s official. After 20 months my sleep is FINALLY back to normal. I’m back to feeling that seven hours is like “sleeping in”. It’s wonderful! The need for so much sleep was honestly the hardest thing I’ve ever physically experienced. Waking up feeling so groggy was brutal! But now I feel rested again when I wake up and I have my energy back. Every once in a while I have a bout of fatigue that is a strong reminder of what my body has been through. But on the eve of turning 50 years old, I’m happy to say that I don’t feel much different than I did turning 40. Which strangely, was also a pivotal time of recovery from my first bout meningitis. I’ll be honest this is NOT how I want to celebrate turning a new decade ever again. TWO WAS ENOUGH. But I guess as long as I come around to my old self … um, my younger self (HA!) … how can I really complain?
Well, I hope you all have a day where you feel like you finally bounced back!!!
I’ve been dealing with bouts of insomnia since I was 10 years old. Sadly, this is no joke. I have always had the kind where I can fall asleep, I just can’t stay asleep. I made peace with my insomnia in Grad School when I realized it just gave me more time to study. And that is pretty much how I’ve looked at it ever since. Insomnia gives me more hours in my day to live life.
But I realized something about my insomnia this morning. I only embrace this positive outlook if my insomnia wakes me up after I’ve slept a few hours AND I don’t fall back to sleep. THAT is the key! If I don’t fall back to sleep I can remain a normal functioning human being for the rest of my day. But if I do fall back to sleep that is not the case. Not. At. All.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t feel drugged and confused!!!
I woke up at about 5:00am this morning. Sad for a weekend! I wasn’t tired anymore and, as much as I tried, I couldn’t fall back to sleep. At 7:00am I gave up altogether figuring Reese would be awake soon.
But that was not the case … and I was baffled.
Then the ugly truth it HIT ME. Daylight Savings. EW. And even more EW was the realization that my 5:00am wake-up was ACTUALLY our old 4:00AM! Ugh …
Well, I hope you all have a day where you figure it out!!!
I sleep with four blankets on my bed. Sometimes more. Some people would think they were being crushed to death or suffocated under the weight of all of it. Not me, I think it’s wonderful! As I laid in my bed at undead hours I decided I did not want to get up today. Nope. I even woke up before my alarm! But I came to the conclusion that my run and yoga could easily be pushed back until after I got everyone where they needed to be. Warmth and coziness seemed to prevail in importance over contorted poses and another cold tour through my neighborhood. Oh yeah, trust me it was the WAY better option. HA! I could feel the heaviness of my blankets this morning, but it wasn’t enough. I had to dig deeper into that bed of mine. I had to settle in completed immersed under all the dark, hot fluffiness. Ahhhhh.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you burrow your way to happiness!!!
Sleep sleep sleep. I got over 9 HOURS of sleep last night. God and the Universe must have had a hand in this because this is the longest I’ve slept in months. And it felt WONDERFUL. I’m sure my family will appreciate it too, HA!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you say “thanks, I needed that”!
I slept for about 5 hours last night and woke up with an energy I haven’t had in over a year. The fatigue that the meningitis left me with is almost nonexistent theses days, but my energy level and sleep patterns have not been the same. Until today. I’m not holding my breath that it will last, but I sure am enjoying a visit to my old self … and thanking God for EVERY SINGLE SECOND of it!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you feel like you’re part of a Christmas miracle!!!
I was super tired last night and slept hard. So hard that I slept the majority of the night on the right side of my face. I know this because my face has not recovered from it yet, specifically my puffy eye … and it’s passed noon! It’s like someone needs to come and mold me back into shape. What exactly causes this mush puff face thing? AGE? Because I don’t remember my face being distorted from sleep when I was in my twenties. Ah, the good ole days.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t feel like play-doh!!!