Typically, nowadays, I wake up 2-3 times a night to go to the bathroom. The diabetes medicine I am on makes me have to pee about once every hour or so, all day, and all night. Sigh. I’ve written about this before, it’s not news. Anyway, last night, I was awakened by my bladder around 5-something and after going to the bathroom and stumbling my way back to bed in the dark, I accidentally saw the time on Anders’ clock. <\/p>\n
My clock face is turned off at night, partly because it’s too bright, and partly because I don’t want to know what time it is when I have to get up and go to the bathroom because if I know what time it is my brain inevitably wakes up and goes “OMG THERE’S ONLY 3-2-1 (whatever) hours left until the alarm goes off, might as well not be able to go back to sleep!” and then I can’t get back to sleep, and I want to stab myself in the head. Which is what happened last night. My alarm goes off at 6:50 am when I am going to the office (7:30 am when I am working from home, so you can see which I prefer) and if I see that it is 5-something, my brain decides I can’t possibly get back to sleep for JUST AN HOUR and refuses to shut up. <\/p>\n
I tried, I did, but it was no use, so I picked up the iPad and checked email and Blockudoku in a futile attempt to bore myself back to sleep. I’ve been tired all day as a result, and I knew when I got home that I’d have to watch out or I’d fall asleep at some point BEFORE bedtime which would mean I’d wake up again too early. I facetimed with my brother, and had dinner (sushi, which was a consolation I gave myself because Anders couldn’t get home tonight from Tingsryd), and did some online things, and read for a while, and then slowly started sinking down on the sofa. And then Camilla called and I snapped out of it and woke up enough to get through the rest of the evening, thank goodness.<\/p>\n
Now I’m writing this post as another way of keeping myself awake, after doing a bunch of searches in this blog, trying to find a record of the time I went to an allergy specialist for emergency help many years ago, when I was so stuffed up and sinus-y that I couldn’t breathe at all, because I am having the same damn problem again. While I was searching I was a bit boggled by how many blog posts I have written about my allergies, and nose\/sinus problems. I don’t feel like my allergy meds are doing anything at all AGAIN and it’s not even spring itchy-eye season yet. I’m so stuffed in the head and can’t breathe at all without taking addictive nose spray at least once a day, which I’ve been desperately trying not to do, but keep having to give in to because BREATHING.<\/p>\n
Time to have a new round of explaining all my symptoms all over again to yet another doctor, who will administer yet another “prick-test” to determine what I’m allergic too, which I ALREADY KNOW, and who will then prescribe yet another medicine. SNIFF. SNIFF. SNUCK. Or my health insurance company who will tell me to call the healthcare clinic, etc. \u00a4&@#”\u00bd!<\/p>\n
Did you know that the string of characters that you use to indicate swearing has a name? It’s called a grawlix! It’s the graphical version of bleeping out a word. It was coined by cartoonist Mort Walker, creator of Beetle Bailey<\/em>. Also, did you know that a pound sign (#) is officially called an octothorpe? Merriam-Webster says the octo is from the 8 points of the hash sign, but no one is sure where the “thorpe” came from. <\/p>\n Mood: crabby Typically, nowadays, I wake up 2-3 times a night to go to the bathroom. The diabetes medicine I am on makes me have to pee about once every hour or so, all day, and all night. Sigh. I’ve written about this before, it’s not news. Anyway, last night, I was awakened by my bladder around 5-something and after going to the bathroom and stumbling my way back to bed in the dark, I accidentally saw the time on Anders’ clock. My clock face is turned off at night, partly because it’s too bright, and partly because I don’t want to...<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":7852,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[4,20],"class_list":["post-9345","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-general","tag-beinglizardek","tag-littlemisssunshine"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9345","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9345"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9345\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9347,"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9345\/revisions\/9347"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7852"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9345"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9345"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lizardek.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9345"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nMusic: The Faders\u2014No Sleep Tonight<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"