After almost a week of not sleeping (I mean not catching even a wink), I was such a mess that I took it to this public blog. I figured reaching out to all of you was better than morphing into Tyler Durden.
Then last night we tried a few new things...
- I went bit farther than usual and we walked about a mile
- Just before bed, we broke out the giant foam roller that came with Neil's P90X-2 (picture a sturdy cylinder that you roll over to massage your muscles)
- I took my beloved heat pack to bed with me as well
- And of course, there were the Tylenol PMs
And then...I was able to fall asleep! (miracle!!) Even though it was a disruptive sleep, I caught a few hours here and there. This is such a vast improvement that I feel like a whole new human!! No more fear of Neil coming home to his wife ordering Ikea furniture and making soap.
A wonderful friend called today to encourage me, and he reminded me that when narcotics leave your system they can also leave you sleepless. This makes quite a bit of sense to me. I have always been hyper-sensitive to medications. After a string of IV morphine, then percocet, then oxy - its no great leap to think that when they were eventually gone, I'd lay awake, buzzing and restless.
Here's to hoping that last night was no fluke, and that now I have a foothold. I will walk more today and stretch more today and thank our God above repeatedly that I got some sleep. I'm also thanking you - you beautiful bunch of readers - because the very same night I put this out there and the problem resolved! amen and amen!
p.s. to top it all off, I had the most adorable (already crawling!) lunch date today!