The sandman came today. He knocked on my door last night and dummy me, I let him in. Mr. Sandman did not take any hints from me letting him know he had overstayed his welcome.
I sleep maybe two hours at a time any given night. Most of the time, I just get up and find something to do. I require little sleep to function. At least that’s what I believe. My doctor’s don’t agree.
I’m wondering right now what Mr. Sandman does when I fall asleep. Does he sit there watching me rest? I had to question this today because when I woke up from my normal two hours of sleep, he was still here. I thought I had made it clear to him that it was time to go home. I went to the bathroom and came back to my office chair.
Oh, I forgot to tell you. When Mr. Sandman came, I was in my office. I fell asleep there while sitting in my chair. When I got back to my chair intending to work (trading), Mr. Sandman was insistent on making his presence known and before I knew it, I fell asleep again until about 7:30 am. I couldn’t believe it!
Mr. Sandman wasn’t around when I woke up the second time. Good riddance. He is not like my Man in The Moon. I referenced him in an earlier blog. The Man in the Moon can come over any time he wishes. He is always welcome here. Mr. Sandman is a different story.
I don’t know why I’m so averse to having him around. Perhaps it’s because he steals the time away from me and The Man in the Moon. Perhaps he is jealous? I can tell you this much. We don’t get along at all. In fact, every time he appears, I tend to fall asleep.
Now here is what vexes me. The Man in the Moon hung around with Mr. Shadow all day long. You know Mr. Shadow who seems to follow me around unless he is standing in front of me from a different view, wanting to make his presence known. I’m accustomed to Mr. Shadow. Mr. Sandman doesn’t make himself known all the time. His presence comes and goes into the night or sometimes during the day, however; I can always sense him around me. He exhausts me with his persistence.
Getting back to reality, I slept most of the day in addition to what I slept last night. I think it’s my body’s way of catching up for all the lost hours of sleep that I need. Maybe it’s just the fatigue that we get with Multiple Sclerosis.
My Take On This:
There is no fighting this sleep. It takes over completely. It doesn’t matter if I’m cooking or washing the dishes. I literally will fall asleep standing by the sink or by the stove standing up. Dangerous? Yes. I should acquiesce to the state I’m in and do nothing, but I feel such a sense of responsibility to cook the bacon that is brought home by my husband who brings home the bacon.
This relentless need for sleep is different than the narcolepsy I experience. I can’t control the narcolepsy either but it’s for a few seconds at a time. This need for sleep happens for hours at a time when I nod off. I never know how long it will last. I do fight it but I always lose.
This is nothing to lose sleep over.