last night sucked
30 December 2020 09:17As I prepared for bed after watching an interesting foreign film (more on that later), I had a horrible stomach ache. My stomach felt as though I hadn't eaten anything all day, which was blatantly false, I'd had my normal three meals and two snacks. It was cramping hard. I took some antacid pills, hoping that would help, but it didn't. Then I ate a Clif Bar, though eating meant I had to create a pile of pillows so I wasn't horizontal as I tried to fall asleep (because GERD). The combo of antacid and Clif Bar and a sleeping pill eventually got me to sleep. But I woke after 90 minutes needing to pee, and then my heart was racing like I was having a panic attack WTF.
Eventually fell asleep for another 90 minutes, upon getting up to pee again -- I stepped into broken glass!!! -- apparently Astrid had knocked over my glass of water onto the floor, and I'd slept through the noise. I did not cut myself, but obviously I had to turn on the lights and clean up the glass, which left me wide awake at 3am. This was the third broken glass in a week -- each pet has now broken one glass in the past week.
Finally slept for more than 90 minutes, woke with the sun at 7:30am, not feeling well rested at all.
My stomach is feeling better, and my heart isn't racing. T suggests I take a sick day, but there's nothing on my calendar anyway this week, I can probably just monitor emails and rest this morning. I will stretch later, and then maybe run 3 miles this afternoon. Maybe I can help T to set up the new video screen in our basement gym so we can start doing exercise videos in the gym -- I'd like to do yoga again tomorrow.
We're probably having our now-traditional date night on Thursday night AKA New Year's Eve, perhaps pizza and red wine. I would not be surprised if we were both in bed before midnight. Then I hope to disappear to the condo for a night or two.
Eventually fell asleep for another 90 minutes, upon getting up to pee again -- I stepped into broken glass!!! -- apparently Astrid had knocked over my glass of water onto the floor, and I'd slept through the noise. I did not cut myself, but obviously I had to turn on the lights and clean up the glass, which left me wide awake at 3am. This was the third broken glass in a week -- each pet has now broken one glass in the past week.
Finally slept for more than 90 minutes, woke with the sun at 7:30am, not feeling well rested at all.
My stomach is feeling better, and my heart isn't racing. T suggests I take a sick day, but there's nothing on my calendar anyway this week, I can probably just monitor emails and rest this morning. I will stretch later, and then maybe run 3 miles this afternoon. Maybe I can help T to set up the new video screen in our basement gym so we can start doing exercise videos in the gym -- I'd like to do yoga again tomorrow.
We're probably having our now-traditional date night on Thursday night AKA New Year's Eve, perhaps pizza and red wine. I would not be surprised if we were both in bed before midnight. Then I hope to disappear to the condo for a night or two.