It's 1:51 A(flippin)M and my second blog in one night so ofcourse I am going to talk about the very thing I am trying to avoid taking tonight!
Good Ole Ambien.... I've always had problems sleeping.... (even as a child) and I can safely say that the one thing I am extremely envious of are those folks that can literally have their heads hit the pillow and be out for the night...... (my husband is one of those *freaks* of nature) and I sometimes have this insane desire to hook up battery cables to his toe nails and zap him awake as I lay there listening to him snore.....
It's not that I am "not" tired...... Most nights I am just flat out exhausted but my mind just does NOT want to quit..... Even when I do *eventually* fall asleep there are times I will make up in the middle of the night and run to my sketch pad and design the next quarters presentations for my clients.... So somehow I am thinking that even while "asleep" my mind is still going...... :shrug:
Finally, in 07 I went into see my doctor about this and he prescribed AmbienCR for me.....
HOLY CRAP what an amazing difference...... Instead of running to my sketch pad in the middle of the night I now sleep walk to the pantry, grab the Oreo's and eat them by the handful....
I had *small* signs that something was going on as I kept finding crumbs here and there and the cookies were disapearing...... I ofcourse blamed the munchkins and *thought* they were sneaking snacks..... Then finally one night I woke up in my kitchen...... Oreo's in one hand and a diet coke in the other (lovely combo eh?) I remember thinking W.T.H........
The only other two incidents that I find *amusing* have been those that hubby has told me about (I literally have no memory of them)
He *claims* that I sat up in bed one night and had a very long conversation with the Pope...... (I'm not catholic) so WHY the pope I have no clue........
The other incident involves me wandering around our bedroom (running into walls) and eventually walking into our walk in closet just standing there...... Hubby *says* he asked me what I was doing and my reply was something to the effect of "Where did you put the toilet" ( I was one door away from the bathroom in our bedroom)
I tend to believe him that I've pulled all of these stunts as I've woken up with several bruises that I didn't have the day before..... My guess is those damn walls that I keep running into....... BUT why the heck can I actually accomplish walking down a flight of stairs to the kitchen and EAT oreo's yet not manuever myself around a wall?
Crap..... maybe while sleep "talking" I've given away my secret desire of zapping him and he's now doing that to me....
ANYWAY........ I'm doing my best to stay away from the stuff simply because it scares the crap out of me.......
However...... I'm desperate for sleep so I think it's time to go talk to the pope again.........
G'night........
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