a day of oops, I think

Since I got sick (which was a week ago yesterday, arg) I’ve been taking Nyquil at night to help me sleep…not every night, but most of them. Last night I didn’t. I went to bed at 11 and woke up at 12:30, unable to breathe through my nose. (And as my tonsils are kinda swollen and icky, breathing through my mouth isn’t much fun, it dries everything out.) I tried to ignore it for a while, couldn’t, and finally got up to take a really hot shower; I thought the steam would loosen stuff up. And it did, marvelously. It also made me very nice and sleepy so when I crawled back in bed at around 1, I thought I was good to go. I then proceeded to have non-stop nightmares until around 3:45, by which time my nose had clogged up again from being horizontal and I just gave up on it all and waited for John to get up.

It was the strangest thing. Nightmares for me are pretty rare, I can’t even think of a time before when I had so many different-but-similar ones in row like this. In all of them, something bad was happening to me (I was being buried alive, threatened with a gun, once even threatened with being cooked, a la Hansel and Gretel) and I was completely unable to move or speak. It was teriffying, but I knew I was dreaming and that if I woke up it would be ok. So I tried to wake up. It was like…well, the best description I have is that it was like trying to push my mind up through quicksand or thick molasses. Ooh, or drowning. Like the dream was water sucking me down and consciousness was something I was trying to swim toward. Two+ hours of that = not fun.

But I’m awake and I’m here and I’ve even had breakfast – I’ve done more work than is looming before me today on less sleep, so I should be ok till I get home. Oh, weekend, how I long for thee…

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