Yesterday I was exhausted all morning. I have a hard time describing what it feels like. I had no energy. Moving, or even thinking, took a lot of effort. I don't know that I'd describe it as being sleepy. What I really wanted to do was sit or lie down and be able to close my eyes. When I feel like this and I'm able to sit/lie and close my eyes, I go to sleep. Sometimes when I wake-up I feel better, sometimes not.
Lots of coffee is helping me again, today. I made coffee yesterday morning, but forgot to actually add ground coffee to the pot. It took me forever, too, to get it done. I have so much trouble remembering what I'm doing, so I get side tracked easily. It took me until nearly 3:30pm until I made an actual pot of coffee. The difference after just one cup was amazing. It didn't last long, though. By 8 o'clock at night I was ready to sleep, even though I'd had more than a cup of coffee after 5 o'clock.
The odd dreams are still happening, too. I can usually remember them when I wake up, but not for long. This morning while in the waking-up process, I re-fell asleep for what could only have been a second or two and then woke up from one of the odd dreams and had to ask my spouse if he's said something that I'm sure was completely bizarre. He prefaced his next comment with, "This is me, and..." I'm entirely puzzled about where these truly odd dreams are coming from. I'm ready for them to stop, though.
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