I can’t count the number of times I got up from my bed to go tinker on my laptop or iPad this night. And it’s 5am. I’m missing the sleeping pills the hospital gave me post surgery, which turned out to be some sort of benzo my psychiatrist has discouraged me from taking. My gut is topsy-turvy from the antibiotics I’m taking, and I messed up my schedule for my anti-anxiety meds.
Yet another sleepless night
Yet another sleepless night
Yet another sleepless night
I can’t count the number of times I got up from my bed to go tinker on my laptop or iPad this night. And it’s 5am. I’m missing the sleeping pills the hospital gave me post surgery, which turned out to be some sort of benzo my psychiatrist has discouraged me from taking. My gut is topsy-turvy from the antibiotics I’m taking, and I messed up my schedule for my anti-anxiety meds.