I'm taking a break from posting deep brain things from inside my head and being more laid back today. Last night while in bed, I noticed (for the umpteenth time in the last few months) that even at one in the morning, my bedroom is kind of noisy. The bedclothes are constantly rustling (from my husband turning from his side to his back and vice versa every hour or so) and I hear continuous shifting in the dog's bed on the floor, all accompanied by a snoring dog and deeply-breathing husband. I however, lay still as the dead for fifteen minutes, re-position, freeze, become uncomfortable, and flip over to try to find a comfy spot.
Seems all three of us are restless sleepers. My husband, because of constant discomfort from his wound. Me, from waiting for my cheap sleep aids to kick in (I would probably be diagnosed with insomnia, but I don't like doctors, so I won't get checked out). And my dog...well, he's just a spaz who sleeps on his back with all four paws in the air.
Will any of this change? As far as my husband's situation, it may be a few years, if ever. (I did mention it was going to be a long road.) And next time I go in for a mandatory checkup per the army's instruction (which will be next year), I'll bring up my sleeplessness to whoever's playing my doctor that day (hopefully getting an effective prescription for sleep). But my dog...will never change ;)
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What you see is what you get. These are my ponderings on my life and any random thing I currently feel inspired to write on. I'm not looking for your approval or applause. Everything is in this little universe of mine because I decided it should be; I'm not saying it's all truth because most of it is just my perspective. Take it or leave it--it's no skin off my nose.
