Have you ever had one of those days where you just don't want to get out of bed? Well, I rarely have them, but today was definitely one of those days. Well, for the past few weeks, I've been going to bed really late, any where from 5 to 7 in the morning. I've been so busy doing things to begin my new business. For those of you who don't know, my business is my online video talk show, where real people share real life experiences in order to make a difference and change the world. I want the show to expand and grow beyond where it is, so it can help even more people. I decided to do a business plan and look for investors. My first draft of my plan took several months. Then I went and had two executives revise it. The next draft took me several more months. So, I was spending the last few weeks, about 10-12 hours a day finishing it. Then I had it reviewed again, and the executive said I'm ready for investors. I was soooo excited, because I thought I might have to get it reviewed about two more times before I was ready for investors.
Anyways, last night I was extremely tired, for some reason, which doesn't make sense seeing I got about 12 hours of sleep the night before. I went to bed at 1230am, which is very early for me. My body was worn down though. Now, I'm one of those people...I can sleep any time and any where. I never have problems sleeping, and means of transportation tends to put me to sleep.
Several years ago, my dad drove me from Los Angeles back to Texas. We drove straight through. Better yet, he drove straight through, and I literally slept the whole way. The only time I was awake is when we stopped to eat. When we would get back into the car, he would try to talk to me, and I would fall asleep before he finished the conversation.
So, last night, I fell asleep easily, but I had major problems staying asleep. I woke up about 8 times throughout the night. I hate waking up throughout the night. And it really says something to me, if I'm not able to stay asleep. Because I also rarely have problems staying asleep...unless I have to unexpectedly use the bathroom. Even then, I will go back to sleep until I just can't hold it any more. I kept going back to sleep, after constantly waking up, but it's annoying to wake up that many times. I kept looking at the clock, wondering why I couldn't stay asleep and why I kept waking up. Oh and each time I went back to sleep, I had a different dream...strange dreams, which was just weird itself.
When I finally woke up for the day, I had a massive headache. I have awesome off brand extra strength headache medicine that works quickly. I hate having to rely on it, so I try not to take it until after I have given it some time to disappear on its own. I lied in bed for what seemed like a while, when in reality it was probably only a few minutes. I couldn't take the pain any longer, reached over on a shelf, and took two headache pills. I lied a few more minutes and by the time I stood the headache was gone. It is the best headache medicine I've every taken.
I go about my day, but I feel tired. I think these past two days, I've gotten too much sleep. When I was going to bed at 5 or 7am, I was getting about 7 hours of sleep. Now, I'm getting about 12. I like to have 10, because I feel energized but not too tired as I go about my day. I hate getting 8 hours of sleep. I know that's the norm, but to me, it feels like I've interrupted my REM sleep when I sleep for 8 hours.
As I go about my day, I feel okay. Later, I'm eating some raisins I had packed before leaving. As, I'm eating them, something my dad says, plays over and over in my head, "Don't eat too many of them, because for me, they act like prunes." Now I remember one time when I ate prunes, not knowing, I kept eating them til I was full, not knowing the effect they would have on my body. I ate about three serving of raisins yesterday and felt fine. So, when my dad told me this about the raisins I said, "They don't do that to me."
Well, soon I started cramping very badly. It's not that time of the month, but I can't figure out why I'm cramping. Of course I went to the bathroom, three times within three hours, which I never do. The cramps are still present. Two hours later, I realize, it may be due to the raisins. I never knew raisins could make me cramp, but maybe they can...well, I'm hoping it's the raisins, and the cramps will go away by tomorrow, because they suck!
Right now, they feel like someone keeps punching me not only on both sides of my stomach but on my bikini line, where your leg meets your hip. It's like you want to ball up and just never move. I'm lucky, because I rarely get cramps, when it's that time of the month. The problem is when I do get them, they are horrible ones....where they are so bad, that I can't move at times, but they only last for one day. I have to breath deeply and tell myself, "Pain is only temporarily," or "They will pass, they will pass, it's only a few minutes," even though those minutes seems like several hours of gut wrenching kicks to the stomach...never knowing when they will end.
These cramps make me not want to move, get up, or even eat....which sounds weird, but I love food...and I eat about every 2 or 3 hours. I have a friend who gets them so badly, she can't move, she is sensitive to light, and basically stays in bed all day, for several days. Now, mine aren't that bad, thank goodness.
For those of you who deal with cramps, every month for several days, my heart goes out to you, because I know I am one of the lucky ones. I just wonder how you deal with it every month, not that you have much of a choice, though. You'll have to email me with your cramp stories...that way I won't feel so bad when I get them : )
Anyways, today, starting with my horrible sleeping last night to my major headache to my cramps, was one of those days where I would have rather stayed in bed...chilling, watching T.V. or my favorite movie, When Harry Met Sally, waiting for the day to pass until tomorrow. But I didn't...and I must say I would rather have cramps any day over my throat hurting...that's the worst kind of sick, where I can eat or even swallow. So, it can always be worse...and tomorrow is another day...oh, yeah, and pain is only temporary...and will pass, even in the worst kicking in the stomach moments.
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