Last night I was suddenly overwhelmed with exhaustion. It wasn’t even a choice. It was you are sleeping now.
I slept for about an hour around six pm. I vaguely had an idea that it was after five. That was about it.
I was able to get back to sleep and sleep until 10:30. By eleven thirty I accepted the fact that I was now awake.
Instead of trying to force sleep I got up. Did a little laundry. Did some dishes. Wiped down counters. Swept the floors. I didn’t think I just did it. Well I did think a little bit. I wanted to vacuum as well but by this time it was almost one am. Probably not the best idea.
By two am I was back in bed.
Sometime around three am I fell back to sleep.
Sometimes you just got to go with what Fibromyalgia and its symptoms gives you.
Sure I would rather have been sleeping. However that wasn’t happening. Tossing and turning is exhausting all on its own.
I am fairly certain that the few hours I did sleep. I slept better than if I had tried to stay in bed and force sleep.
Of course, this only comes from trial and error. Meaning there have indeed been nights that I tried to force sleep.
Life with a chronic illness, add or two or three, requires some trial and error learning. It is an ebb and flow that takes some practice to finesse.
Sometimes it just throws you lemons and you don’t get what it is trying to tell you. Frankly sometimes I don’t think it really knows what it is doing. Fibromyalgia is a fickle fickle illness.