Tuesday, May 22, 2007

 

The Empty Page

Continuing the methaphor that my life is a book, the spaces between the chapters are blank. For the last few weeks, I've been making a sleep record of when I wake up during the night. You see, I have not slept for more than two hours at a time since the beginning of March. I did some research on the 'net about insomnia, and "they" suggested that I keep a sleep log of how much sleep I get per night and how long I can stay asleep.

Each night I would wake up, scribble down the time and try to get back to sleep. Some nights I'd give up after about half an hour, so I'd turn the tv on. Other nights, I'd walk around the house. I'd peek out the windows and the front door to see the city asleep and finally quiet. Sometimes I'd pray and enjoy the silent time with God.

I'd started taking 2 Tylenol PMs before bed, but they didn't do anything. So, I started taking 3. I didn't think that was such a hot idea, but it was the only way to get two hours of sleep. I quit taking them because I don't want to get addicted.

Having dealt with everything the best I could, I was just going to ride out this phase and eventually, I'd be able to return to normal sleep. Slowly, over time, everything will return to normal. Last night, I decided to try 2 Tylenol PMs again.

The first time I awoke, I reached for the pen and glanced at the clock to see what time it was. It was 6 AM! I'd slept for 7 hours! I rested for a little while before getting up. I looked at the notepad and the page was empty.

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