The Inevitable Progression
Sep. 8th, 2015 11:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
davidgillon Grrr.
There's an inevitable progression when I'm in pain to disrupted sleep, and it isn't as if my sleeping makes a great deal of sense at the best of times.
Saturday's trip into town threw things into high gear, and I hadn't the sense to go find the painkillers when I got home (which worked very nicely when I was suffering the aftermath of the Athenian cobbles last week), which meant very disrupted sleep on Saturday night. Sunday wasn't much better, and I spent so much time trying to arrange things so that I wasn't actually in pain (to a certain degree of success), that I ended up not actually getting to sleep at all.
Which meant come some indeterminate time yesterday afternoon I had about five minutes warning I was going to crash come what may. I got myself arranged on the couch, and woke up around 4AM. If I'd known it was going to be so long (possibly as much as 12 hours, I'm not sure), I'd have headed for bed and not couch. I thought that was going to mean another disrupted day today given how early I'd woken, but fortunately I dozed off again about 7AM and slept through until almost 11AM, which hopefully is enough to set me back onto the theoretically normal schedule of sleeping during the night, not the afternoon and evening.
Ideally I'd not stir myself today (and for most of the week for that matter), in the hope of persuading pain levels to remain low - they're almost non-existent as long as I don't move around - but I absolutely need to arrange a repeat prescription today, and the cupboards are looking extremely bare, also theres no beer or wine in the house and that helps with pain control, so I'll have to nip out later.
Here's hoping that doesn't trigger another inevitable progression....
(Fortunately there are no cobbles where I'm going).
There's an inevitable progression when I'm in pain to disrupted sleep, and it isn't as if my sleeping makes a great deal of sense at the best of times.
Saturday's trip into town threw things into high gear, and I hadn't the sense to go find the painkillers when I got home (which worked very nicely when I was suffering the aftermath of the Athenian cobbles last week), which meant very disrupted sleep on Saturday night. Sunday wasn't much better, and I spent so much time trying to arrange things so that I wasn't actually in pain (to a certain degree of success), that I ended up not actually getting to sleep at all.
Which meant come some indeterminate time yesterday afternoon I had about five minutes warning I was going to crash come what may. I got myself arranged on the couch, and woke up around 4AM. If I'd known it was going to be so long (possibly as much as 12 hours, I'm not sure), I'd have headed for bed and not couch. I thought that was going to mean another disrupted day today given how early I'd woken, but fortunately I dozed off again about 7AM and slept through until almost 11AM, which hopefully is enough to set me back onto the theoretically normal schedule of sleeping during the night, not the afternoon and evening.
Ideally I'd not stir myself today (and for most of the week for that matter), in the hope of persuading pain levels to remain low - they're almost non-existent as long as I don't move around - but I absolutely need to arrange a repeat prescription today, and the cupboards are looking extremely bare, also theres no beer or wine in the house and that helps with pain control, so I'll have to nip out later.
Here's hoping that doesn't trigger another inevitable progression....
(Fortunately there are no cobbles where I'm going).
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Date: 2015-09-08 05:52 pm (UTC)Meh.