Groggy. And Frustrated.

Another morning of feeling thick and groggy. This morning, though, I'm frustrated by the time I finally was able to wake-up. I'm frustrated by feeling like I'm living in a fog. I'm frustrated that I'm so tired, it's hard to lift my arms. I'm so frustrated that the muscles in my face are twitching. That just feeds the frustration.

Last night was another night of lots of dreams. Bizzare dreams. In fact, this morning when I normally would (and should) wake-up, I was in the middle of a dream cycle. I'd close my eyes for just a few seconds and I'd be asleep and dreaming. Some of the dreams I had would start out by me asking myself a question and then me answering the question, except I didn't really answer it, I responded by talking about something else entirely.

It was a morning, too, when my spouse would wake me up frequently by moving around or hugging or touching me. On a groggy morning when I'm in a dream cycle, it makes for a very hard morning. That is definitely where I am now.

I took my Mirapex much too late, after 11:00pm after watching a recorded program on the TV. I was very tired by the time I made it to bed. I can't seem to remember to take the Mirapex earlier. The directions suggest 2-3 hours before bedtime; my sleep doctor's instructions are to take at bedtime, but that seems to have too much of an impact on my mornings.

It's about a week until I see the sleep doctor again. I hope, hope, hope that he says I can stop taking Mirapex. It's making me more tired, at least in the mornings, and I don't see any positive effects during the rest of the day. I am ready to be disappointed, too. It's been so long. It's hard to believe that this might actually end some day.