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.
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