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agoodwinsmithI did leave the confines of the house this morning to hand water some plants in pots. Some did not make it from the last watering, which was about 36 hours previously.
I am taking a tiny morsel (2.5 mg) of melatonin to get my sleep pattern turned around from going to bed at 4:00 am and getting up at noon. My circle is full of early morning whackos, so. I am still having trouble actually admitting the day is over, but I am waking at argh o'clock and feeling rested and alert. I often fall back asleep because morning sleep is the best sleep, but today I was ready to go out there and splash water around.
I splashed water around to the chorus of sadly neglected and unloved cats. They can follow me from window to window, expressing their discontent. [1]
I think changing my sleep would be easier if I didn't *like* being awake in the night so much, especially in the summer. There is a moment around 11:00 pm where the world goes so still. I think it is because by then everyone has tucked themselves up, and are reading or dozing, and haven't started the work of dreaming.
A little bit later there are crowds of frogs in the gully. A little later the coyotes yip and carry on as they hunt in the gully. A little later some night birds start up. And before you know it, it is getting light. (This is about 3:30 am right now.) It's lovely, it's safe, it's cool and the air is soft - what's not to like?
Well, the morning is now available to me. I just need to accept that I, too, need to be tucked up by 11:00 pm. Bah to that part, I say.
Oh. I haven't been using the CPAP for a little over a month. My sleep is sooooo much better when I am not wrestling with torture devices.
[1] - as I type this, Suzi is expressing her objection to everything by shredding a cardboard box that keeps all the paper tidbits from the new vaccuum cleaner. She is not fooling - she means to destroy it utterly.
I am taking a tiny morsel (2.5 mg) of melatonin to get my sleep pattern turned around from going to bed at 4:00 am and getting up at noon. My circle is full of early morning whackos, so. I am still having trouble actually admitting the day is over, but I am waking at argh o'clock and feeling rested and alert. I often fall back asleep because morning sleep is the best sleep, but today I was ready to go out there and splash water around.
I splashed water around to the chorus of sadly neglected and unloved cats. They can follow me from window to window, expressing their discontent. [1]
I think changing my sleep would be easier if I didn't *like* being awake in the night so much, especially in the summer. There is a moment around 11:00 pm where the world goes so still. I think it is because by then everyone has tucked themselves up, and are reading or dozing, and haven't started the work of dreaming.
A little bit later there are crowds of frogs in the gully. A little later the coyotes yip and carry on as they hunt in the gully. A little later some night birds start up. And before you know it, it is getting light. (This is about 3:30 am right now.) It's lovely, it's safe, it's cool and the air is soft - what's not to like?
Well, the morning is now available to me. I just need to accept that I, too, need to be tucked up by 11:00 pm. Bah to that part, I say.
Oh. I haven't been using the CPAP for a little over a month. My sleep is sooooo much better when I am not wrestling with torture devices.
[1] - as I type this, Suzi is expressing her objection to everything by shredding a cardboard box that keeps all the paper tidbits from the new vaccuum cleaner. She is not fooling - she means to destroy it utterly.
CPAP
Date: 2021-06-28 06:35 pm (UTC)Re: CPAP
Date: 2021-06-28 08:34 pm (UTC)I am doubting the amount of breathing stops that they counted. I was sleeping in a strange place, in a strange room, with the wrong pillows, and no windows. It didn't *feel* like I slept long enough for them to be able to count as many as they say they counted.
I have long since stopped believing that all experts know their bum from their elbow, or care about the people they are experting at. The place that counted my breathing stops is also the place that had a premium machine to sell me. Hmmm.
Currently, my sleep when I use the CPAP is broken and aggravating. My sleep without the CPAP is unbroken and restful. I shall make another effort, but miraculously the place that I will buy the new mask from is the same place that sold me the original gadget. I am not in a position to be running around buying masks that turn out to not be any better.
I do not like having something all over my face.