I was originally going to title this “Sleep Deprivation”, but the word ‘deprivation’, to me, sounds like it’s intentional. As in…I am intentionally depriving myself of sleep.
That’s not the case–this weekend, at least.
One of the things I’m noticing, I feel, is that so long as I have some goal or task that must be done, the mental effects of little to know sleep aren’t really there. Once the goal is completed, though, all bets are off.
For example, yesterday I had to get to aikido early and do Japanese studying things. Once those two goals were accomplished, the slow and steady decent into being cranky and grouchy and incapable of doing basic tasks began. I didn’t even notice it was a problem until dinner time yesterday.
And, well, the plan to sleep in today didn’t exactly work. We have a cat who has…issues. He’s always been an anxious kitty, and he’s been dealing with hyperthyroidism. Only last week has he finally taken his medicine for it. Seriously–he’s spent the last two or so years without meds because every attempt has failed. Pill? He’d spit it out. Withhold food until he ate it? He wouldn’t eat. Weird ear gel that requires gloves? Didn’t even bother–we know he’d hide the second he hears the gloves being pulled out. Seriously–flea medication is an adventure because as soon as he sees the box, he bolts.
Iodine treatments at the vet were also an option, except that meant getting him to the vet. Which is impossible without tranquilizers. And the procedure is extremely expensive. But we do have the vet-assigned tranqs, at least.
Fear not, though, readers of this random random off-topic piece, the cat now takes his medicine. The dissolving pill works in his new food, so he eats it without realizing it or caring.
The point is is I don’t get enough sleep. Some of that is self-inflicted (not going to bed until after midnight), but some of it is due to factors outside my control.
To remedy this to an extent, I’m trying some instant coffee I got in Poland.
We’ll see if it works.