I’ve been feeling much better lately, and my feelings of anxiety have mostly gone away, but sleep has continued to elude me. It’s a combination of having to pee all the time, being uncomfortable and having really dry eyes. It takes me a while to fall asleep, and I wake up frequently.
Two nights ago I decided to turn my clock off so I wouldn’t know how little sleep I was getting. I’m a real clock-watcher, so I was very much aware of the fact that I was awake almost every hour. Wednesday night I still had a pretty crappy sleep, but since I couldn’t see my clock, I didn’t know how crappy, and it did feel better. Ignorance is bliss.
Then last night was heaven. I got up once to pee, then again when Greg got up, and then I slept in until 8:30! (Which meant Elliot also slept in until 8:30, or at least was quiet until then.) It was wonderful.
I know my nights of sleep are numbered, so I’ll take what I can get over the next couple of weeks.