As has been typical of this semester so far, my day has been completely haywire up to this point (meaning 11:20 p.m.). For some reason, I can't seem to get into bed at an hour that falls on the day that I actually started on to save anyone's life, let alone mine. Every night when I take my routine stroll to the medicine chest for my evening 'fix', my full bottle of prescription Ambien seems to sit there and laugh at me.
Maybe not, huh? Maybe they're just laughing with me 'cause they want to play, right? I mean medication could have dreams of a purpose in life, too. It's not the poor little Ambien's fault they were sent home with a genius that can't remember to slow down and take one of them early enough during evenings when she OBVIOUSLY needs to get some kind of decent sleep, so that she'll have enough hours to sleep off the effects of the medication before her mornings starts the next day.
Oh, wait a minute. I really am sleepy, because in that last sentence I flipped into speaking in some other person (don't ask me if it's first, second, or third because I never really got that whole premise straight back in high school 18 years ago; and I've been winging it since I've come back to college). Now, if I could only channel spirits from the 'other side' at the same time, I might have something to show for these trances I seem to go into at my desk sometimes at night. There's a thought!
I live a life right now that's a constant rat-race; so, I never anticipate completing all daily tasks, in lieu of the myriad 'ah man' events that always come up. During those times, I just do what all Superwomen do, since Alicia Keyes put our secret out there: "....even when I'm a mess, I still put on a vest with an S on my chest. Oh, yes, I'm a Superwoman!! Yes I am!"
OK, maybe I can't fly and all that; however, some days I sure feel like I need to. Have you seen traffic on Youree Dr. lately? Anyway, it really doesn't matter. I do know that God is good ALL the time; He blesses me each and every day! So maybe my Ambien pills and I will continue to have our little 2 a.m. comedy sessions, since I have a 'little' extra protection.
Besides, with the two of us up at that time of morning, you never know if my cape may start working. And you KNOW what that could mean for the country!! I mean, Sec Clinton (then Sen Clinton) did say the phone could ring at 2 a.m. Now, I'm just saying, what if President Obama and First Lady Obama had taken their Ambien after a long day? Hey, I could go on, fly to the oval office, hook the country up, and answer the phone! Think about it. Everytime they showed that commercial of THE phone (you know which phone), you never saw a caller ID on it!
Alright, it is past time for me to wrap this up, because I just had a vision of me flying into the oval office, getting only partial info, and then having to *69 the caller back using morse code with the little button that hangs the phone up. Oh, yes, I'm sleepy ya'll! When you are starting to have issues during a daydream, its time to let it go!
Hope you had as much fun with this as I did!
Be Blessed!!
Kharamel
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It is nice to know that I am not the lone ranger that waits every night for the lights to finally go out. I am up late every night and so has my friends called Restoril. By the way, my new doctor changed that today and now my new late night friend is Elavil. Restoril or Elavil. What's the difference I ask. Restoril taken over a long period of time causes memory issues and worse tremors and I do not want either, especially the memory issues then someone might confuse me with my daughter. Ha!Ha! It is a little personal joke between me and her. My daughter does have a name and is Deana. Get some z's tonight and I will chat with you later.
ReplyDeleteYou know, before I got pregnant I had the same problem sleeping. I would be so busy during the day that, even though my body would be exhausted, my mind had trouble slowing down. I would lie awake for hours thinking about the day that had just passed and the day to come. I started taking sleeping pills and then a new problem arose. I couldn't get up in the morning, so I would take energy pills. It was a vicious cycle. Lucky for me, I got pregnant, quit taking all the pills, and have never slept (or ate) better in my life. So my advice to you, just get pregnant.
ReplyDeleteHah!! No thank you sweetie. I have been there and bought that t-shirt a couple times before!! As a matter of fact, my t-shirts started coming in multi-packs, so I just gave up buying altogether. I think I'm just going to leave the baby business to you. (smile).
ReplyDeleteYou posted such a wonderful post on my blog. I really wanted to thank you for the awesome advice you gave me on how to deal with the passing of my loved one. You are exactly right about him, he was a truely genuine person and I know I will probably never meet anyone like him. Thanks again!
ReplyDeleteYour blog made me giggle,and smile. I'm glad we have this assignment because I'm feeling less and less alone. I too have problems sleeping. Mine is due to anxiety..I'm afaid my building is going to burn down..It is horrible! You have such a possitive outlook on things..Good for you and thanks for helping me smile and laugh! Go Superwoman!!!!
Oh, this is a mini-essay! And could morph into a good personal essay.
ReplyDeleteBeen there, done that! I gave up being a superwoman for country living!
K. Smith
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I have been pregnant a few times, in fact four to be exact. Life before the doctor took away the organ that produced those little guys was great and wonderful. No sleep issues. You could find me frequently sleeping during a movie I had waited all week to see or some episode of a re-run just to miss it. I have learned that you just have to accept "what is" and make the best of it. I suffer with "anxiety" too. I have always had this sense of urgency about everything I do and I am trying to break myself from it. My doctor says get a book on stress management and take these pills. I used to just work out just a little over a month ago and it was great. Now, I cannot even get myself there. The sleep meds make me tired in the morning and I seem to never have the energy or the "want to" anymore. Any suggestions. Cannot have the baby. I will leave that up to my kids now. I will soon be a "grandma."
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