Not Enough Z's

So yeah, I’ve mentioned in the past my inability to sleep properly since the accident. It was getting better a few months ago, but things have regressed a bit. It’s currently Tuesday morning around eleven. Last night I went to bed at 11:30 and I woke up around 3:00. I couldn’t get back to sleep, so after laying there for about 45 minutes I got up and did some work. I usually have something that I can be doing and it wasn’t hard to get things started for the day. I honestly don’t go to bed thinking about problems or unfinished business, but I wake up far too soon and can’t seem to get back to sleep.

It was a bit worse the first couple of years after I came home from the hospital. I would lie down in bed for the night and remain awake for hours. I would then finally fall asleep and wake up within an hour or two. Over the years my sleep patterns have fluctuated, but the actual time spent asleep has remained pretty grim. However, the past few months have been different. I’ve been able to fall asleep within just a few minutes of lying down and I have remained asleep until roughly five in the morning. Five or six hours of sleep per night may not sound like much, but it was a sweet deal considering the previous years.

But now I seem to be back to the sleepless pattern. I can go to bed anytime between 10:30 and 12:30, fall asleep within fifteen minutes, and wake up between the hours of one and three. It’s brutal. I lie in bed sometimes for two hours after waking up with the hope that I’ll head back to Dreamville, but I usually remain awake until I finally decide that I’ve had enough and I get myself out of bed. I have regressed, and I honestly have no idea as to why. I’m not worried about anything in particular, and things are not any busier lately than they have been in the past. I usually wake up feeling hotter than usual, but taking the covers off requires little effort. It’s been a few weeks now, and the lack of proper sleep can be a real challenge. I have been told that I don’t snore. I’m at a good body weight that doesn’t present any challenges toward my ability to sleep comfortably, and my breathing is fine. Still, the problem persists. I don’t want to take any drugs for this issue and I’m hoping that things will resolve themselves (again) within time.

This accident that I had four years ago remains a formidable presence at times. It just won’t let go. The sleeping issues began in the hospital almost immediately after I became coherent, and the issue of sleeping remains a difficulty to this day. Still, I can say that life is going really well despite the physical challenges. I guess in the end it’s better to be happy than rested, although some rest would be a great little perk.