This is an old picture of me, taken in January 2007-ish. I love this picture because I think it super cute and I especially like my hair.
But why I posted it: I am clearly enthusiastic about the pillow situation and I remember being so enthusiastic because I was going to get some good sleep with those pillows.
Sleep is so important. Without it your body will eventually start shutting itself down, literally. The body basically goes through itself like a person turning off the lights in a house.
Since this past weekend of lots of fun (including lifting my niece a lot) I have been in a ridiculous amount of pain. It woke me up over and over every night. I saw every sunrise for the past five days. That is something I prefer not to do. I would eventually fall asleep somewhere around five and sleep until after eight. At first I could get in a few hours of napping during the day. Then that got impossible because of the ridiculous pain situation.
Last night I had a complete mental breakdown. I took one of my brother's Ambien at around ten. But I still couldn't sleep and I just lost it. I cried for a few hours. Then I had a few friends talk me back into sanity and then around 2:30 I fell into hard, good sleep and slept for six uninterrupted hours. When I awoke my iPod was no where near my head.
Then today I slept nearly all day. And I slept hard. I've noticed that whenever I get to this point with pain I eventually just crash because there is something about dealing with it that is completely exhausting. Or maybe my conscious decides it's had enough and tags out. All I know is that I have slept and slept and it is delicious and satisfying. In fact, my eyelids are heavy now and I am going to sleep when I finish this post.
Sleep is so wonderful. Viva sleep!
