As of this writing, I have managed a total of three hours and twenty-five minutes of sleep in the last 36 hours, including a stretch of 26 where the total was zero despite six hours in bed. I have never slept particularly well, but this incident seems unusually bad, and there doesn’t seem to be anything I can do about it. Random muscle spasms have been part of the mix, inasmuch as the treatment I’d been getting for them no longer seems to work.
What I’m looking for, I suspect, does not actually exist: something that will reliably knock me out for six or seven hours, five nights a week (weekends are less critical), without instant (and irrevocable) admission to Junkie Hell. The current regimen one Ativan and two Sominex is failing, and failing badly.
From the Department of Bitter Irony: Worrying about not getting enough sleep tends to keep me awake at night. Go figure.