Breaking snooze

I know this entirely too well:

I woke a bit after four, stumbled to the bathroom and then was unable to go back to sleep. So it goes. My ability to compartmentalize and shut down my brain at times in order to relax has left me along with my ability to throw a sharp curve ball. I tell my brain to “Shut up, Donnie,” but it just keeps bringing up more stuff.

I know the root cause of my inability to sleep. I just cannot get deep into REM lying on my back. Fifty-four years of habit won’t be changed in two and one half months. I snore more on my back, I wriggle around more. It is just the way of things. Hopefully, the Doc will let me sleep on my belly after my next visit later this month. If not, I will eventually get used to sleeping on my back. Or I will keep getting four or five hours of sleep. It gives me something to complain write about.

I do either left side or right side — and each side gets at least a dozen tries every night. And I can’t remember the last time I slept for six hours straight.





2 comments

  1. fillyjonk »

    5 October 2016 · 8:19 pm

    I can’t sleep on my back.

    I think it’s some weird, lizard-brain thing – “must keep soft underparts of body protected.” I tend to sleep on my stomach, which I know chiropractors and the like are horrified at, but whatever.

    EVERYONE in my family (except maybe my dad who seems more of a mellow personality) has the brain-won’t-shut-up problem. Mine does the “Hey, it’s 2 am. Let me remind you of every unintentionally-hurtful or even merely awkward thing you have said in your life, and then move on to making a list of everything you must do in the next two weeks.”

    I have not yet, however, attempted pushing a crayon up my nose to make it shut up.

  2. jsallison »

    6 October 2016 · 9:20 pm

    I sleep rotisserie-style, left, front, right, back, wash, rinse, detect chill when wife-unit steals back the blankets I’ve just cranked off of her, repeat.

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