No Rest for the Weary

Been up since 5:00am. Remember back when we had our study nights and this would be the time we actually went to bed?

I'm waking up a lot earlier now. It's hard for me to sleep past 8. And I kinda like it. I can get a lot accomplished in those extra hours of the wee morning. I'm getting plenty of rest now that I'm out of the hospital. I sleep pretty early. Always asleep by midnight, but usually10 or 11. Plus I usually take a nap during the day. Rest is definitely something I need on my road to recovery.

Sleeping in the hospital is such a hard task. If you can sleep in an ICU hospital bed, you can sleep almost anywhere. There is constant bustling outside my door. Nurses come in and out to check on me. But the worst is the monitor which beeps when I make the slightest movement. And the beeping doesn't stop for a good 30 seconds sometimes. There was a time when I was awake for 3 days. Even on high milligram sleeping pills, I would be only asleep for 2 hours. Along with the medications I was taking, it threw me into a spiral. I was in a different world. One day I'll post about the 'neverland' world I was in. I don't remember too much from the real world during that first stint in the hospital (July 30-Aug 21). I remember flashes of people coming to visit me. Mostly I remember just being in a dreamish state which felt more real than any dream I've ever had. And it was neverending. It felt like years went by. This was the worst time for me. This is when I was sickest. Maybe when the body is really sick, the mind tries to escape to relieve itself from the pain by escaping for a while. Only God knows I guess.

It feels good to be able to sleep for real now. Damn. I do miss those study nights at the nickyle apartment on benvenue though.