Consequences of a Good Day

Yesterday, I had a great day. I woke up feeling well with energy I haven't experienced in a long time. I went shopping, went to lunch with my mom and dad, did laundry, watched some football with my dad, and I even cleaned my room a little. I washed my sheets, which doesn't happen as often as it should because it takes a lot out of me. I didn't even take a nap yesterday.

I woke up today feeling the consequences of a good day. I woke up sore and tired. I tried to finish cleaning my room, but I had the chills and fell asleep sitting on my couch with my portable heater pointed at me and covered in two blankets. I woke up with a neck cramp and moved to my bed. I've been to the bathroom about 15 times today. Eventually, I woke up for dinner sweating like crazy. Hey, at least I haven't been in any pain today.

Can't Get Enough...Sleep

I've been averaging 9 hours of sleep each night during the week. Friday and Saturday nights I've been getting about 12 to 15 hours of sleep each night. That's not including napping hours. It seems that I can't get enough sleep. Do you know that feeling of not being able to fall asleep because you're too rested? Lately, I don't have any trouble falling asleep unless stomach pain makes it difficult.  I wake up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, but sometimes I think it's like a sleep walk, sleep poop kind of thing. I don't struggle to get back to sleep. When I take a nap, I have to set an alarm to wake me up, or else I risk not waking up until the morning. Just yesterday afternoon, I was studying on the couch for my exam on Tuesday and the next thing I know I'm waking up around 9pm thanks to some noisy kids upstairs. I fell asleep. I don't even remember thinking that I was tired. I lost about 5 hours of study time because I unintentionally fell asleep. I stayed awake long enough to move from the couch to my bed. It wasn't until this morning that I realized I was hungry because I wasn't awake to eat dinner last night. I love sleeping, but it makes it hard to live a productive life when all  I ever want to do is sleep.  Am I depressed? I don't think so. Am I sick? It seems I'm almost always sick in some way. Am I tired? I'm so tired that even my tired is tired.

Why?

          Why am I unbearably tired? Why do I struggle to wake up? Why do I find it such a chore to do everyday things like shower and get dressed? Why does exerting energy one day take it's toll on me the next couple of days? Why does this have to be my normal? Why do I try hard to look alive and energetic around family and friends?

          Google the Spoon Theory by Christine Miserandino. It does a pretty good job at explaining what it feels like to be me lately.