A little late isn't it?
For those of you (and that does include me) who are wondering what the fuck I’m doing up at this hour, the answer is, I don’t know.
I can try to explain… I’m in pain, a bit… slightly, my GP thought it bad enough to prescribe morphine, which I’m reluctant to take, because I don’t know how well it goes together with the cocktail of (ok, two) other pills I’m taking.
Basically, I fucked my back up, a bit, maybe, slightly. At this moment, no one knows what it might be (although we did rule out a broken back by way of X-ray today, yay for excluding stuff I thought highly unlikely to have). The problem could be either muscular (hence some sort of valium on speed) or to do with a damaged disk…
After a week and a half of this, I still can’t sneeze without screaming out in agony or do anything as simple as sitting upright, so I’m popping pills quite happily. Therein I think lies part of the cause of my insomnia. (The other part could very well be the pain and not being able to lie down in any way and be confortable for more than five minutes)
Take valium during the day to relax your muscles and take away some of the pain and you keep dozing off when you’re busy trying to do some work, read a book, or are otherwise occupying your mind. However, with nothing to do, my brain slips into overdrive and drives me nuts, even on valium.
Maybe, if I would manage to stay awake during the day, I could sleep during the night, I try to get up in time, so that I can sleep the following evening, but no such luck…
Needless to say, I’m *thourougly* fed up with this whole situation, I feel like strangeling the ceiling that I’ve been staring at for days in a row, the only problem is, I can’t properly reach it :-(
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