Meanderings of my mind in comments, poetry and prose dealing with personal struggles especially relating to Bipolar Disorder, Borderline Personality Disorder, and reconciling being Christian and queer, along with the average day-to-day real-life situations: My Rites of Passage.
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08 December 2009
Doctors, Dentists, Insomnia, Oh My!
Well, it’s 0220. I’ve been up since 0030. So much for getting quality sleep tonight (or should I say this morning). One thing that has changed for me is this daily need I have now to take a mid-day three-hour nap which does me wonders. I’ll be sitting on my couch listening to music and just start nodding off, so I figure I might as well crawl into bed. The naps have had no measurable affect on my nighttime sleeping; I’m still getting the two-three hours. However, waking up at 0030 for the day makes for a long day!
I went to see the dentist yesterday for my six-month check up and they found a cavity at MY age. They told me most probably it is as a result of the long-term dry mouth I’ve been dealing with since going on the high blood pressure medicines. I loathe dental pain. After the check-up, the receptionist told me that they had a cancelation for 0830 this morning, so I took it. I can hardly wait. The shots of novocaine are giving me the chills as we speak, not to mention the sound of the drill.
Then at 1400 I get to meet with a clinical trial specialist at my GP’s office to see if I qualify for a study that may make me eligible to receive my iron IV infusions for free (otherwise, I cannot afford it). So many factors must come into play when determining who is eligible. I look at the fact that I am a smoker in addition to all the meds I am currently take. Any little detail could put me out of the running. I sure hope the novocaine has worn off before this meeting. The last thing I need to do is drool in front of this person!
What really amazes me about my sleep patterns is that when I awoke tonight after only three hours of sleep, I felt totally rested and ready to start the day. Maybe I should become a day trader in the Asian market.©2009
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