So, I get mad. I resolve to write more. And then life throws stuff like having to get the apartment sprayed for bugs by an exterminator in my way. I am more than a little annoyed. I want to write but it is proving difficult with all these appointments and situations getting in the way. All of this, on top of the existing exhaustion side effects problem. I have completely reshuffled my schedule so I can be awake longer during the day but I am still pretty tired. I also am going to bed at around 2000 (8pm) which is somewhat insulting. I am officially the first person in my household to go to bed. But I am sleeping through the night and waking up with my alarm.
Have I mentioned that I have a CPAP? I don't like the thing very much. It's uncomfortable and awkward to wear at night. I am managing 5 hours wearing it at night. I guess that is progress. I'm not waking up in the night feeling like I'm about to have an asthma attack. I was thinking that was because of my allergies being hellish right now. It turns out that was my sleep apnea. When I sleep, I stop breathing 11 times per minute. I kinda wonder how long this has been going on because there are family stories about my having problems breathing as an infant. There seems to be a correlation between being born preemie and having sleep apnea. Who knows. Enough ranting, time for me to get going on my first task of the day. I'm glad I was able to sneak in a little writing this morning.
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