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Not being able to fall asleep makes me angry.
I get way too little sleep during the week. Only on weekends or vacation can sleep as long as I need to, and catch up a little. Yesterday I went to bed at 4:30am and woke up at 2:30pm. Ten hours of sleep. It was wonderful. Today I went to bed at 4:30am but couldn't fall asleep. My pulse has been pounding as if I'd had caffeine. I haven't that I'm aware of, though there's a slight possibility that a dessert I ate might have had something in it.
My feet were cold because my electric blanket hadn't heated up for long enough. Finally they warmed up, but my pulse never stopped pounding. Around 6:30am, I got up and did something else for an hour. Then I went back to bed. Still couldn't fall asleep, and my feet were cold again, and the rest of me too in spite of my blankets and the thermostat showing 71 degrees.
A whole fricking night without any sleep at all. That has never happened before. I rarely have insomnia. Even on the worst nights, I still get a few hours.
My body is deteriorating from not getting enough sleep during the week because of my job, and now I'm supposed to add a weekend night with zero f*cking hours on top? Grrr, it makes me angry. I wasn't angry to begin with, so that wasn't the problem.
If I weren't worried about my hands, joints, eyesight, and mental state, it wouldn't matter not getting sleep on a particular night. It would just be a peculiarity. I should just treat it as such anyway.
I get way too little sleep during the week. Only on weekends or vacation can sleep as long as I need to, and catch up a little. Yesterday I went to bed at 4:30am and woke up at 2:30pm. Ten hours of sleep. It was wonderful. Today I went to bed at 4:30am but couldn't fall asleep. My pulse has been pounding as if I'd had caffeine. I haven't that I'm aware of, though there's a slight possibility that a dessert I ate might have had something in it.
My feet were cold because my electric blanket hadn't heated up for long enough. Finally they warmed up, but my pulse never stopped pounding. Around 6:30am, I got up and did something else for an hour. Then I went back to bed. Still couldn't fall asleep, and my feet were cold again, and the rest of me too in spite of my blankets and the thermostat showing 71 degrees.
A whole fricking night without any sleep at all. That has never happened before. I rarely have insomnia. Even on the worst nights, I still get a few hours.
My body is deteriorating from not getting enough sleep during the week because of my job, and now I'm supposed to add a weekend night with zero f*cking hours on top? Grrr, it makes me angry. I wasn't angry to begin with, so that wasn't the problem.
If I weren't worried about my hands, joints, eyesight, and mental state, it wouldn't matter not getting sleep on a particular night. It would just be a peculiarity. I should just treat it as such anyway.