Absolutely shattered. Tank empty, operating on fumes. Sleep walking. Zonked out. Giving Zombies a bad name. Too tired to sleep. Insomnia. Whatever you call it, it’s not a good place to be. Too many of us suffer from this. So much for progress.

Last night was a decent one really in the scheme of things. Three hours sleep. But just not enough. You know it’s going to be a long day when you go to make a wake me up coffee only to find when you sit down that you had already made one only a couple minutes ago. At least back to back coffees was a nice indulgence.

Thankfully I was alone at work. Not sure I could have managed conversation and spreadsheets. Today the spreadsheets got the best of me anyway. Nothing like looking at row after row of numbers to help wake you up – NOT.

One thing is clear – my tiredness makes me a sitting duck to stupidity. Driving back from work today I picked up our son from school. Soon the tiredness really started to catch up with me. While driving I fumbled around next to me for anything sweet and sugary. Unfortunately I completely forgot that I had not yet disposed of my son’s ear plugs from Kiss. Repeating the disaster from last year I again sampled the taste delights of used earplugs.

I was that tired I didn’t initially realise the humiliation. Just chomping away, just marvellous. The first indication was the hysterical laughter coming from next to me.

I secretly hoped you would do that again. You are often so predictable. So predictable I actually cleaned them first. See I’m nice that way.

Very kind of him.

Later I took the dog for a walk. No that’s wrong. This evening the dog took me for a walk. I was definitely in autopilot mode. We ended up in a random, new field. At least it was beautiful. I could happily have crashed here for the night. Not sure the farmer would have been that impressed with the sleeping trespasser. It took me a while to figure out how to get back home.

Anyway I’m back now. Hoping for maybe 4 hours tonight. That would be nice but I’m not holding my breathe. I will take any sleep, any at all.

54 thoughts on “Pranked again

  1. Oh, sending you sympathy and support! I’ve struggled with insomnia for years. Tried every medical thing on the market, made sure the room wasn’t too cold/too hot/too dry/too humid; made sure all was pitch black. No help.
    Finally decided to try the weed that my sons were suggesting. And haven’t looked back. I sleep now.
    Try it?

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  2. Some advice from a ‘breathing expert’…

    As you lie in bed, breathe in to the count of four through your nose, then breathe out to an eight count. Focus just on the counting, if other thoughts come into the mind catch them and let them go back out the way they came in! πŸ˜‰

    You might need to start a ‘fast’ count at first then you can gradually slow it down as your body relaxes and you get in the rhythm! πŸ™‚ Remember: 4 to 8, in – out.

    Induces deep sleep so set your alarm!

    You can thank me in the morning. πŸ˜‰

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    1. I can assure you that the technique does not work for everyone. I was taught similar techniques, at times when I was under a great amount of stress and pain, by two independent specialists – one a psychologist and the other a pain management therapist.

      I found (and still find) attempts at controlling breathing even more exhausting, physically and mentally, than the symptoms that caused me to seek help in the first place, and only added to the problem.

      I hope it works out in this case, but don’t assume it works for everyone.

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      1. I’m sorry to hear of the stress and pain you endured Barry.

        I’m very curious as to what part of ‘controlling’ your breathing you find is more exhausting than is the symptoms you suffered.

        Rather than hijack Dad’s blog you can leave a comment on mine if you wish to, or if you have written about this on your blog could you direct me to an appropriate post?

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      1. I’m ok thanks Gary. Let’s hope a change comes for you and you get some much needed sleep. Hey, I reckon that field sounds a good place! Could you hide?

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  3. Been there, done that. It turns out I have a circadian rhythm disorder that defies every tool known to science to get my circadian rhythm in synchronisation with the sun. One therapist quipped that it might be easier to slow the Earth’s rotation than to find a cure specifically for me πŸ™‚

    Since I’ve retired, I’ve discovered that by ignoring the clock, and allowing myself to follow my natural rhythm of around 25 to 26 hours, I sleep better and feel much better. Admittedly, it annoys everyone else no end, including my spouse, as I’m out of sync with them. But that’s their problem, not mine πŸ™‚

    Unfortunately, I guess that’s not a solution open to you at the moment, but don’t ignore the possibility, that there might be something that’s inhibiting your ability to synchronise your body clock each day. Whatever the cause, if it doesn’t disappear soon, seek help. The last thing you want is to loose concentration while driving and go through a red light, or fail to respond quickly in an emergency situation.

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      1. Not really, on purpose. All the countdowning with the novel last year–eh. Writing the western-themed blogs and having a pre-order is about as fancy as I’m gettin’. πŸ™‚ I think that’s how I’ll be publishing for a while, too–just doing some e-books to keep me writing on my own schedule. xxxxx

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      2. Thanks! The publisher of the novel just decided to change the book’s cover without warning, so I had to quick re-learn how to modify the e-book file, but I figured it out. Here’s hoping there are no more surprises!

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