A Sleepy Post

It is happening again. As I lay there, my eyes feeling sleepy and heavy, my mind is full of activities. I turn and look at my hubby deep in sleep. His face is one of contentment and enjoyment. I wish I can see how I look like now – when insomnia has hit me again.

Well, not really insomnia; maybe just facing a bit of difficulty going to sleep.

You see, my mind has a habitual pattern, a bad one really. When it comes to bed time (as dictated by the heaviness of my eyelids), my brain suddenly becomes very active. Phrases, words, tunes, images – you name it, I have it all in my mind. It’s always at this awkward time that I can think of stories to write. Why???

I did a quick Google on “chronic sleeping problems” and viola! All the problems associated with having an innocent, undisturbed 6 hours of sleep pop up on my screen eagerly. I read through some of them and became – depressed.

I think I’m supposed to be, right? After all, most of the problems are associated with some psychiatric issues. I decided to zoom into the area where it hurts me most – insomnia.

Viola! Another list of mental health disorders stare at me blankly. Let me name some: anxiety, depression, bipolar disorder, ADHD, post-traumatic stress disorder, brain injuries so on and so forth.

What? Am I suffering from depression? Wait! I’m still drooling over the simplest dish in this world (my mum’s fried egg), enjoying my moments with my family and friends, and doing a job that I’m loving every minute!

Or maybe it’s anxiety. Yes, I guess that’s right. I’m anxious to sleep when I want to, and not getting.

Or maybe bipolar. Well, my mood does swing from being nonchalant to slightly excited to slightly more enthused than slightly excited.

So, what’s the problem with me?

I wish I knew.

Aha! It must be my hubby – he falls into sleep too fast! Therefore, in contrast, the rate at which I drift into dreamland becomes slow, in fact, snail-crawling s.l.o.w.

Now that I’ve found my problem, I need to get a solution. Since my brain is only active during bedtime, I’ll leave it till then to fix it.

Aha! There it is – the crux of my issue has surfaced!

But, in the words of this Chinese doctor I’ve been seeing lately, none of these reasons are the real one. “It’s your health!” he’d say. “So, take these powders home and stop thinking so much. I’ll take care of your sleep.”

Now, that kinda eases my anxiety a bit, doesn’t it? 

Thanks for reading this sleepy post, if it makes you so.

May you have deep and a restful sleep every night. 

I told you to transfer some of those caffeine to me but you refused to. See what happens now? Haha!

You can try propofol, the same drug that put FINALLY Michael Jackson to sleep (just joking). Dr Conrad Murray, the Las Vegas cardiologist, said he'd been treating Jackson for insomnia for about six weeks with 50 mg of the drug every night via an intravenous drip. Dr Murray said he feared Jackson was becoming addicted to the anesthetic, which is supposed to be used only in hospitals. Murray said he had lowered the propofol dose to 25 mg and added the sedatives lorazepam and midazolam two days prior to Jackson's death, a combination that succeeded in helping the pop star sleep. The next day, Murray said, he cut off the propofol — and Jackson fell asleep with just the two sedatives. But on June 25, Murray tried unsuccessfully to make Jackson sleep with a series of drugs that included a 10mg tablet of Valium and repeated injections of two mg of lorazepam and two mg of midazolam. When they didn't work, he gave in to Jackson's "repeated demands/requests" for propofol, which the singer called his "milk". Murray administered 25mg of the white-colored liquid — a relatively small dose — and finally, Jackson fell asleep, FOREVER.

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