Sleep: More Irregular Than Ever
I've been living with an irregular sleep pattern for years. A large part of this comes from working graveyard shifts four nights a week and trying for a more "normal" wake/sleep pattern the other three days. One of the by-shots of this has been that I generally only sleep about six hours per night. Less, a lot of nights. So I've gotten pretty used to going around mildly sleep-deprived and feeling tired.
But three times in the last two weeks, I've slept for twelve hours pretty much straight, with brief interruptions for giving Hilde her mid-morning meds, letting the dog out and back in, and annoying phone calls. (Death Rows in prisons across the world are filled with simple murderers, but the person who invented robo-calling is walking around free. There is no justice.)
You'd think this would be a good thing, that it's just my body catching up to the lack of sleep on other days, but: 1) Those unexpected extra hours of sleep I've been getting are hours I expected to be awake and trying to Get Shit Done. Pre-Thanksgiving shopping? Didn't get done today. Sorting and organzing and filing papers? Didn't get done. Donating blood? Didn't get done. So I'll have to try and cram that, and more, into tomorrow's waking hours. Annoying. And 2) Why start this new trend now, when I've been running on short sleep for years?
Also, it's a weird feeling to wake up and feel mushy-brained from too much sleep.
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