You know about sleep walking, some of you do it, right? My brother used to. It was fun to watch, especially since he had to pass by the head of the stairs to get to … well, anywhere.
But after I dreamt about jumping off the top step a couple of times myself as a child I kinda got scared about him doing that walking thing, and even more so about the possibility that I might do it one day.
Eventually I dreamt that I had jumped off the top step and thought at the time that I was probably dreaming so I should see what happens if I land and don’t wake up. Apparently my mind had no data on landing a jump like that so I just landed as if I’d stepped off one step.
I never did sleep walk. I talked at times, but it seems I was too lazy to physically get out of bed if I could just dream it instead.
Do I always have to have a point? Ha, you know me too well, of course I do.
The point is that sleep is weird. It’s like being visited by aliens (the inter-galactic kind, not the ones on the other side of the high tech wall building low tech ladders) (did I say wall? It’s mostly just a fence, isn’t it?).
Anyway, sleep is the land we know so very little about, probably because we’re asleep.
Here’s what I know …
I don’t feel like I sleep well. When I wake in the morning I feel sore and battered. Arthritis? Bad nights sleep yet again? Maybe either. Maybe both. I used to feel better after a nights rest. Now, not so much.
I also know that I lie awake if I do not stimulate my mind first. For some reason if I do not either drug my mind or stimulate it with caffeine, it races from thought to thought and none of those thoughts are, “Mmmmm, just gonna drift off now, g’nighhhhh….”
I’ve been suffering from something as yet unnamed. In the space of eight or so months I have gone from feeling like a 40 year old to feeling like an 80 year old. I’m 60 if you need to know for context, a young 60 I like to think.
And my doctor is concerned enough to take some action. She had me checked for adequate chemical composition of the blood and found me to be a bit anemic, but not spectacularly so.
And then she decided to send me for a sleep study.
I’m not sure what that study is going to reveal, but I am going to continue to remind myself, when the results come in, that people with ADHD apparently do not have a great relationship with sleep.
So fair warning, I may have a lot more to say on this subject in about six months time.
Yep, six months to get the results from my study.
Apparently they need to sleep on it before they decide what the verdict is. I’ll keep you posted.