Wednesday, October 21, 2015
So, When Do I Worry?
The pinnacle of this stress wave came last Tuesday, where I literally could not sleep. I tossed and turned for eight hours, then lied in bed until I had to go to work. By time I made it home, I had been awake for 38 hours straight.
Friday night? Same thing. By time Mrs. Earp and I returned from Saturday's soccer beef and beer, I had been awake for 38 hours straight.
Monday night was another repeat performance. I woke up at 10am, went to bed at 10pm, lied there until 6am, went to work, and hit the sheets Tuesday night at midnight. 38 hours straight.
I don't know what is wrong with me, and quite frankly it's scaring me to death. I lie on the bed, and the stress of the old blog, work, and everything else simply takes over. I cannot relax and I cannot get the stress to subside. I have taken Tylenol's Simply Sleep, which usually works, but has been ineffective this past week. My only option now is to go to the doctor, but I have no idea if - or how - he can help me.
I do know not sleeping every two days will literally kill me.
UPDATE: Five hours sleep last night. Whoo hoo! It feels like fifty.