Monday, January 28, 2013

African Sleeping Sickness

A funny thing happened this weekend. Saturday, I woke up. At 11:45 a.m. Not only did I sleep approximately 2 and a half hours past my ultimate latest sleep ever anymore. But then I couldn't get out of bed. I didn't feel bad, just really, really tired. I watched some TV and played on my phone, but I couldn't even muster the energy to read.

Finally, at about 2:00 pm, I dragged myself out of bed, showered and headed to town, thanking the powers that be that my kids had spent the night with my mom.

I was a little freaked out about it, but then I got to talking to my mom and I realized a few things:

  • I've actually had trouble getting out of bed all last week and even slept through my alarm once for the first time in forever, I think.
  • Twice last week, I took a "nap" in car line.
  • I've literally dragged my kids kicking and screaming out of bed all last week while they complained that it was still night.
  • Brynna had collapsed a little bit before bedtime for the previous three nights, even willingly foregoing bedtime stories one night.
  • Maren has been a pain in my hiney lately. I've got no explanation for this, as she is supposed to be happy-go-lucky and a delight.
So, my current theory is that we were all suffering from some sort of sleeping bug? Does such a thing exist? Maren has had a raspy voice and runny nose, but otherwise we've had no symptoms of anything else between the three of us. Just extreme exhaustion and sleepiness. Dr. Google thinks I should get more sleep, drink more water and exercise more. Considering that all three of us had these symptoms for about a week, and are now starting to move away from them (I cleaned the kitchen last night and didn't go to bed until eleven, but I slept through the alarm for a while this morning), I kinda think that's not the whole story.

What do you think? Sleepy time bug? Or just crazy pants blogger?


Suze said...

Probably a combination of all those things. Stress, plus all the bugs going around and the still-short hours of daylight could easily add up to just plain exhaustion.
I've had anxiety-inducing stomachaches for weeks, but to no real end. I think it will all get better when winter is over.

Jessi said...

Suze - Yeah, probably. It's weird, though, not having any symptoms but exhaustion. I kept googling and now Dr. Google thinks it might be Epstein Barr. I think it's time to step away from the computer. :)

Sage said...

(Popped here after seeing the facebook link)
I think it sounds like a lot also. Maybe not taken looking one thing at a time, but all together? Seems like a full plate for a SAHM, much less someone with a fulltime job. Enough so that if I tried to do it on a consistant basis I'd end up in tears weekly (maybe more often)--and I don't even have kids to wrangle before/after/during.

But I'm not a formal committee volunteering person either. The stuff I do is either caretaking (my Gran, my ex), semi-business (working at my Gran's shop when she needs coverage, auctions/etc), or emergency based--I don't have kids, so I am totally the girl to call if you need an adult RIGHT NOW, because I can drop everything if needed. And my door is always open to drop-ins. I do women's group every other week. I do game night every week. I do cards/family stuff an average of once a week, plus whatever family gathering there is that month. (Huge family, always -something-.) And I keep meaning to get into BRCC and/or Planned Parenthood, but something's holding me back from that. Life crazies and brain weasels, most likely.

Point being, that's what I do, so maybe not a lot would sound like a lot to me... but still, it does sound like a lot. :)


Jessi said...

Sage - I think what your list has that I want more of is stuff that is actually fun. Game nights, cards - stuff like that sounds awesome and I almost never get to do it. Even just with the girls, it seems like there is always something else that must be done. I think that is what has got to change.

Also, don't underestimate caretaking. That is freaking exhausting.