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Bunches and bunches
2017-10-30 07:08:19 (UTC)

Land of the Half-Awake

Last night I got back from Sea world with a headache. I don't really get those all that often and this one was a low level thudding one not the insane migraines I occasionally get. I resolved to hydrate, eat and take it easy going into my up all night. All this accomplished, I still felt the familiar uptick in thudding pain. Now pronounced, instead of merely background, I resolved to sleep it off.


Ignoring the absurdity that is setting an alarm clock to go off in the actual middle of the night. And yes, having to recall it would be AM not PM because of the time flip at god awful hours of the morning. I set to bed, face washed and teeth brushed for an hour's nap. After finally nodding off it felt like fifteen minutes but was likely about forty-five minutes later. I awoke to an alarm clock telling me it was 12:45 AM. A basal part of my brain rejected this as anything other than a terrible mistake. Perhaps a power out, until my rational mind told me my nap was over and sitting up, my head set to pounding again. No, I reset the clock trying around the pain to reason out if I should go only one hour more, to keep it a nap, or if two would be more realistic given my headache pounding at my temples. Settling on 1 and 1/2 hours and struggling with the math as my head found its rhythm that somehow seemed to include squeezing, I rounded up to 2:30 AM and set the clock and then wanting to check on how long I gave myself I toggled my alarm on and off to get the phone to tell me how long I had selected. Then I sacked out after some water to sleep away my pain.

Enter my daughter telling me, in the dark, that her Dad wasn't home. I grabbed my alarm, saying well he's not due for another 2 hours, why are you awake? It is only 5:30 AM, wait what?!? There was my alarm still set, toggled off. My headache had retreated a bit and after I got my little one off to the bus, coffee seems to have restored me to a workable irritant level headache. But now the question, do I go back to bed and attempt to stay on my gloriously stupid but really useful schedule, after missing a day's worth of meals now since I was sleeping, not eating. Do I stay awake and alter my schedule but take a bit better care of myself, like try eating and whatnot? What about the chores I never got to last night?

I decided to write and even as I type to you, I can feel my eyelids growing heavy and my eyes unfocusing a bit. My body is ignoring the hot caffeine I imbibed just a few minutes ago and is listing my heavy, slightly hurting head towards sleep, but now I have gone for hours without food, like ten so far during what would typically be my evening. Maybe I'll grab some grub and then turn in, yum food sounds spectacular.




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