What a night, huh? Congratulations America! President Obama - its got a good ring to it.
Anyway, surprisingly that’s not what I’m blathering about today.
I spent a second day in bed. I went to the doctor and got me some CLASSIC advise.
Me: I’m feeling wiped out, massively tired, knackered - you know, not awake.
Doctor (not my usual one but a total buttwipe): What you need there is some good quality rest.
Me: ?!?!
Me (half an hour later): What is good quality rest?!?!
If anyone has the answer to this question please please tell me!
Good quality rest.
Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I had any kind of rest where I woke up and felt good about the ‘lost’ time. I imagine if I searched back through the blog posts I’d find one but, well, I really can’t be bothered. I have a vague recollection of waking up wearing a cream satin nightdress and staring straight up into the eyes of a loved one, while he told me I was blushing. I remember that day feeling happy then.
One of my favourite quotes of all time is from Elizabeth Wurtzel:
"Waking up is harder when you want to die."
No, wait, I don’t want to die - this is not in anyway a moment to get panicky and start sending me healing posts and ‘happiness in a sunbeam’ type poetry (please don’t, there is nothing more depressing). Waking up is hard at the moment because I want to live. I want to live. I want to move and dance and sing and run and walk and climb and scream out loud with all the passion and pleasure and pain I can muster.
I am hoping that I will be able to do this and feel good (i.e. not like I am about to have a heart attack after 10 minutes) about it. I am trying to see the goal, the light at the end of the tunnel, the destination. When I know where I am going I can write my route down. I do better with a ‘to-do’ list. Something I can cross things off and see that I’m making it.
It’s one of the reasons I’m buying a set of bathroom scales. Maybe one of those complicated ones which do BMI calculations and all that palaver.
If I can quantify this then maybe I can start to believe that my own particular change is coming.
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I went to my doc and tested my thyroid to placate me and told me to take it easy.
gah!!!
All to say, I hear you.
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Comment by Nat — June 5, 2008 @ 2:17 am
Good quality rest, as told to me by a doctor once, was: 8 hrs of sleep per night, drink lots of fluids and reduce the amount of stress you are under.
It turns out that fluids, to the doctor, do not include vodka and gin.
Sleeping 8 hrs a night is a nice concept, but there’s too much going on, even if I’m home sick some days.
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Comment by martymankins — June 5, 2008 @ 4:48 am
Hormonal changes often sap your strength. I think waking up heavily is often the result of poor quality of sleep. Which can be hard to rectify. Believe me, I can relate because I am a terrible insomniac and often wake up feeling like I’ve just been hit with a sledgehammer. When I take my own advice ie. light exercise, not too much time on the computer before bedtime, and a little bit of pilates, I sleep quite well. But in my normal course of events where I run around like a maniac - I barely sleep. Have you got enough time during the day to go on a 15 minute walk? You’d be surprised how much it helps. I will if you will!
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Comment by Selma — June 5, 2008 @ 8:55 am
Oh thank God you don’t want to die! I have no idea how to talk someone down from the edge as it were.
And, I think that might constitute “good quality rest” although I’m not sure you want to go that route.
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Comment by kapgar — June 5, 2008 @ 12:35 pm
I use good quality wine as a substitute for good quality rest - hey, whatever works huh?
Gah! I’m sorry you’re still struggling - anything I can do, you just ask!
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Comment by Penelope — June 5, 2008 @ 4:42 pm
Nat - Doctors, huh? Have to love them for the making you feel better (eventually) but not so much with the crapness up until that point.
martymankins - 8 hours sleep? At night? Who the hell manages that? Drink plenty of fluids - that I do but then I’m up half the night visiting the loo and reduce stress? Reduce stress - even sounds like a joke written down!
Selma - I would love to go on a 15 minute walk and have the time - just not the energy at the moment. As daft as it sounds the 5 minutes from home to work and then the other 5 from bus to work is more and more a struggle. See this? Patheticness in a paper bag at the moment!
kapgar - Definitely don’t want to go that route. In my experience there is no talking someone down from the edge - just talking them onto a slightly wider one - wow, how depressing is that!?!
Penlope - Thanks so much! Am hoping to be back to functioning tomorrow! Can’t take much more of thi lying around!
Comment by bec — June 5, 2008 @ 8:21 pm
Hi Bec, I can relate to your post.
Here’s a couple of Dorothy Parker quotes on sleep and being busy:
“How do people go to sleep? I’m afraid I’ve lost the knack. I might try busting myself smartly over the temple with the night-light. I might repeat to myself, slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound; if I can remember any of the damn things”.
I’ve been too f*ng busy - or vice versa. (in response to a letter from her editor asking for more stories during her honeymoon)
Cheers,
DavidM
Comment by David Mascellani — June 5, 2008 @ 11:27 pm
David - Thanks for the quotes - busting myself over the head feels like a plan!
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Comment by Bec — June 7, 2008 @ 1:17 am