Friday, November 15, 2013
Lately, I have been sleeping very poorly. Then, last night, or should I say, the “witching hour” I woke up at 3 and stayed awake….and in horrific pain. I even took my breakthrough pill at 3. I was going to take two, but since the pain clinic decided I need less, not more, I didn’t do that. In the beginning the limit was 6 a day, which I never reached. Now that I need, they want me to take 4. I know they are worried about my weight, but hell, I could probably swallow the bottle and still not get relief that theory will not, however, be tested. If I ended up brain dead instead of dead dead, my family knows I have a DNR, no extreme measures, etc., but still. I will not put them through that. I almost got up to write this, but wanted to give sleep a fair shake.
I managed to meditate a little which did help, but no sleep. If I’m repeating myself, just ignore it. I probably do that anyway!! No blaming lack of sleep for those senior moments. So I decided yesterday to write a “Day in the Life for One Woman in Chronic Pain” and put it in the pages section. I have to listen to my BioLateral music while doing this. I don’t hold much back. It’s longish, so it’s under “Pages” instead of posts. You’ll find that on the right side of my blog if you’ve never been there.
Posted by Sherri at 9:27 AM