Sleep, per chance to dream...
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
When I was little, my grandmother (and consequently my mother) worried about how much I slept. I could sleep forever. The pediatrician wasn't worried, but what I'm getting at is that I was wicked good at sleeping. This in spite of being afraid of what is in the dark (not afraid of the dark, just of the things I can't see that lurk in it) and being prone to night terrors and nightmares. This girl could sleep.
Something has gone very wrong and I'm not sleeping. As in more often than not, I'm just not getting it done. The other thing, and maybe the more concerning to me, is that even when I do sleep, I'm not dreaming the way I once did. Dreaming is an escape for me and it's also where I get my ideas for what to write. Losing that ability would be very not cool.
I've tried the usual tricks. Cutting way, way back on coffee. Cutting out screen time at night (not that I did much anyway). Meditating. Trying to stay awake. Herbal teas/ Lavender.
So I went to the DR today. A new one. I explained the situation. She's given me 3 things to try. All of which I've tried already, but there is one in particular she feels will work and we still start that tonight. We'll give it a week. In any case, she's scheduled me back for a month (though scheduling being what it is and vacations, this is closer to 2 months). If this doesn't work, then I need to call her asap to talk about other options. I have some hope.