I woke up at 5 a.m. to take my antibiotic. Stumbled into the bathroom, stumbled back out, crawled into bed…and couldn’t get back to sleep. I tried–I’m having surgery in a few days and it’d be smart to be well-rested to give my immune system maximum support. Also, it’s the weekend. Also also, sleep. But it didn’t work. All the things I could/should do kept running through my head. I sat up. I felt pretty good. It was two hours before I meant to get up, but I had slept for six hours. That’s dec...
Published on February 09, 2013 07:01