I wake up each morning ready for a nap
I can remember a time in my life when I would stay awake for days just because I could. I pulled all-nighters at least twice a week for no real reason using the time to spend with friends, hang out at Steak ‘n Shake (the only restaurant in town open all night), and watch reruns of Doctor Who. Life was simple then.
I think sleep is paying me back now for all those hours we missed together. I find myself waking up in the morning ready to take a nap, and then when I do nap, I’m ready for another nap as soon as I get up from that one. It’s a weird and crazy cycle…sleeping to sleep.
As a kid I was always told we needed at least 8 hours of productive sleep. Lately, I’m lucky to get 8 hours productive awake time. I have been known to fall asleep in some of the oddest places too: at the dinner table as my head slowly drops into my plate of food (I haven’t done that in a while though), at the bookstore as I’m chillin’ in my chair skimming through a book, and even on the toilet just doing…well, you know.
My eyes will get heavy and I find myself thinking, “I just need to shut my eyes for a second.” But as soon as they shut I am instantly transported to another world. It’s a wonderful world, a place where multiple sclerosis doesn’t exist and anything can happen. I have been known to fly and have even tiptoed throughout the tulips and danced with leprechauns. One day I actually discovered I could dance better than Michael Jackson. Crazy, huh? Especially since I can’t even walk.
The only strange thing is that I can’t stay in that place for long. That’s why my life has become a continual daily life of nap, nap, nap with no sleep, sleep, sleep. I’ve been visiting there quite a bit lately; this land of nap. Maybe you have too.
And don’t feel bad if you are experiencing the opposite and can’t fall asleep no matter how hard you try. That can be just as miserable, but in a different way. Wow, a life with MS is as unpredictable as the weather. Sleep, no sleep…Ugh!
Just remember to be good to yourself through it all. Yes, you are that important.
I think my bed is calling to me. I can actually hear it humming my favorite song…Zzzzzzz. Me and sleep, sleep and me, we have become the best of friends.



