I’m finally getting the hang of it!
At least one day a week…
My sleeping has been so f*cked up lately that I’m worried about my ability to heal and get better because of it. No matter what, I end up lying awake in the wee hours and, even if I lie down for awhile in the afternoon, I often don’t fall asleep for my siesta. BUT … lately I have been learning the art of the morning lie in, which I think helps me a lot. During the week I have to get up early (about 6.45) to get to my yoga & pilates classes, and on Saturdays there are always morning errands and shopping to do. But Sundays are perfect lie in days, especially now that I have got over the feeling that I am “wasting the morning” by staying in bed. Besides, then I have less Sunday to have to get through…
Of course, I might get to sleep more easily without the pillow hog.
What do you think?
casa azahar 
One of the worst things about lack of sleep is that one ends up in a self-perpetuating cycle of worrying about it, that one’s prevented from sleeping.
That was a bit long-winded – but you know what I mean.
Wish I knew the solution.
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Yep, it can be a real vicious circle. And this past week I’ve also been worrying about that very red and sore area just above my bellybutton. It is actually getting worse, so I guess I’ll have to go to the hospital tomorrow and get it checked out. Bleh.
That pretty much puts the kibosh on getting any sleep tonight!
Good thing I had that lie in this morning…
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I’ve gone through this myself. I was sleeping horribly for months after my back injury. Exhaustion was how I often finally got to sleep. Now, I take advantage of sleep every chance I get because of the difference in my health it makes.
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I’ve taken to crashing on Sunday afternoons after the workout. It’s sublime, but my hog is a bed hog and likes to occupy the mathematical center of the mattress.
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Having never had any problems sleeping, it came as a complete shock to me when I had depression and was suddenly an insomniac – there is no time more lonely than that ‘3am and I’m the only person on the planet who is lying awake” feeling. So, I sympathise.
All I can suggest is to take naps whenever the opportunity presents itself and try not to worry about it. Easier said than done, I know!
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I have always been an “all nighter” in the sense that even as a teen, I would spend all night up and then sleep all day if I could. I enjoy having the night to think and have always found myself more creative in the wee hours. Possibly because of the quiet and the lack of interruption.
I even prefer being able to go out and drive in the country at night. No traffic, no noise except the insects in summer (or the radio if I have it on). Even in winter, I like the solitude of driving at night.
When we lived in New York and I couldn’t work, it used to drive my husband crazy that I would be going to bed when he was leaving for work. I would go to bed with him but wake up a few hours later ready to paint or draw and he felt I was “doing nothing”. Little wonder we aren’t together any more.
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Well exactly, zeus. Sleep is so necessary for good health, especially when one is healing from an illness. I actually think my natural sleep pattern would be to go to bed at 1am and get up around 8am, but things like work and gym mean I need to get up before 7 o’clock. And so when I wake up at 3 and don’t fall back to sleep until about 6, I end up quite exhausted.
My other bed hog takes up the foot area of the bed, Sled.
Very true about there being no lonlier time than 3 in the morning, woo. I usually pull out the iPhone and check twitter and emails, which helps me distract myself from all the scary thoughts. I used to read books, but going online takes less concentration. I really have to start practicing my yoga breathing at those times.
Wouldn’t it be great if we didn’t have to sleep at all, Mudhooks? But then the middle of the night wouldn’t be so quiet and peaceful if nobody was sleeping.
As predicted, I slept very badly again last night and so I chose to lie in (finally got back to sleep around 7.30) and missed my yoga class. I couldn’t have done much there anyhow as that inflamed area above my bellybutton has got a lot worse and I can barely bend over. There is also now a very noticeable lump there (!!!) and so I’ll be going to the hospital this afternoon. Soooo scared they are going to stick me in a room and I’ll never come home again! That’s what happened to my father – he went into hospital for tests and two weeks later he was dead.
Anyhow, Flor will be going with me to the hospital around 6 o’clock, so I’ve got the day to try and get some things done. I’ll bring a book and will have the iPhone with me (of course) just in case I have to stay for observation or tests. And Nog can bring my laptop later in the evening when he finishes work. See? I’m already planning for the worse case scenario. But I do hope it’s just something to do with adhesions or the hernia. Fingers crossed!
Think I’ll go out for a walk now…
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Az, good luck with the hospital visit, I hope best-case scenario is what you get.
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Hey Deb, thanks. And sorry for forgetting to say hi to you when you commented the other day … now can’t remember where.
Nice to hear from you.
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I’m just so envious of the fact you live in a land of the siesta, I can’t comment on any other part of this post.
😀
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Not even about feline bed hogs?
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Okay. Yes. Feline bed hogs. The orange one has decided that he’s sleeping next to my pillow, on the outside. I now sleep between my two household males. The furrier one really wants to be there…will nip at me if I try to move him.
Dammit! I am the Alpha cat, not him!!
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