After dozing and sleeping, as I wrote about in yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I managed to get myself up for a while. Even so, all I did was doze in my comfy, recliner.
By Sunday afternoon, the medication I had begun taking to help me feel better, began to work on me in a way different than it affects most people, I'm sure.
For some reason, medications of this sort seem to react on me differently than they are supposed to. This is one reason why I rarely take them.
Instead of relaxing me and helping me to rest, in an effort to assist my body in healing more quickly, it wakes me up.
Yes, it is true. While most people take these sort of meds and are off to never never land, I am not one of the crowd. I totally wake up.
Once it gets into my system, there's no changing it.
Throughout the evening, I was wide awake. Throughout the night, I was wide awake. In fact, I never had even a moment's sleep, throughout Sunday night.
No matter how I tried to relax, it just wasn't enough for me to doze off.
Any normal person would probably be exhausted by morning. And then, hopefully sleep. Not me!
Nope. No sleep Sunday night, nor throughout the day on Monday. The evening was the same; no dozing, no sleep.
Believe me when I say, I did not take any more of the medication. I think if I had I would have been up for a week! lol :)
Monday night, well let's just say I rambled throughout my apartment for most of the night, in an effort to wear myself out. Yes, I did this, even though I was still sick.
Well after 6:00 a.m., I was finally tired. I climbed into bed and prayed God would help me sleep. It took a while, but I finally drifted off, for a couple of hours. Thank You, Lord for answered prayer!
Until next time...
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