Monday, November 28, 2011

Insomnia...It's not for wusses

I looked at the clock this morning at 5:45 AM.  This was not an extraordinary event.  People do it every day.  I proceeded to ponder at this time, if you haven't been able to get to sleep and it's 5:45 AM, does this mean you are up really early or really late?  At what point to you throw in the towel and proceed to get on with your day?

Around 6:00 I heard my husband stirring in the room next door (Before you ask, yes, my husband and I have separate rooms.  We've been married for over 12 years and it works quite nicely for us, thank you very much).  It was at this point I threw in the towel.  I got out of bed and went next door and told my husband good morning.  He sleepily replied "Good Morning".  He then got a quizzical look on his face and proceeded to ask "Why are you up so early?  Or have you not been asleep yet"?  Ding ding ding Bob, we have a winner.

In addition to other assorted odd things that my body has decided to do this year, I have developed insomnia.  My husband (Aaron, not to be confused with Bob, the game show host...) has even granted me the honorary title of mayor of Insomniaville (I will gladly give you the keys to that city.  Trust me, I'd gladly give it up).  Ambien worked for a few months.  Not so much anymore.

You, my dear and loyal reader, may ask what I do all night.  Well, sometimes I read books, sometimes I surf the internet.  I've been known to work out in my jewelry studio (might as well be productive I'm not going to partake in one of my favorite pastimes).  I  also watch DVD's (because there IS nothing on over night, except infomercials) but a lot of the time I am just left to think.  This might lead one to believe this gives me lots of time to come up with blog topics.  I wish it did, these post would be much more entertaining.

There comes a point when you are so sleep deprived you can't remember what is going on.  For example, another odd thing my body has decided to do this year is to have my heart beat REALLY fast (the doctors call it tachycardia.  I call it my chest hurts, I can't breath and walking any distance is out of the question).  About a month ago I was put on a beta blocker, which has allowed me to return to a "normal" life.  When I remember to take it twice a day.  There's the rub.  One morning a few weeks ago I went to go take it.  I got to the bathroom (where my pharmacy known as a medicine cabinet is) and forgot why I was in there.  I went to back to what I was doing trying to remember what I got up to do in the first place.  I remembered a few minutes later, went to go get my beta blocker again, got side tracked, went back to what I was doing and only remembered to take the beta blocker when it felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest.  Third time's a charm and all that.

Bottom line, insomnia sucks.  I wouldn't recommend it.  But if you decide to give it a test drive, send me a message...I'll be up anyway.  Until tomorrow - Melissa.

1 comment:

  1. Hurray for separate bedrooms! Mr. Sequin and I have those too, since we're light sleepers and I'm much more nocturnal (and noisy) than he is.

    Sorry about the insomnia! I've had bouts of that myself, especially in the summer, and all I can say is, you're doing the right thing, getting up and doing fun things. Tossing and turning in bed seems to make things worse, at least for me.

    I hope the insomnia goes away. I'll keep fingers crossed for you!