I had my first full good night of sleep after four nights of not sleeping at all. That is why I’m here typing away and my mind seem to have been regenerated.
I don’t want to recall those four nights of torture. Sleeping pills were out of the question for my sleepless night because how can one even think of taking sleeping pills when they can’t breathe? I’ve tried the best I can to manage my condition but there was not that much options because of my pre-existing condition.
“Tough it out” was the single sentence that reverberated in my ears. This was the statement of my doctor when I had to get him on the phone because I was already about to give up and call 911.
Thus, tough it up, I did. Sitting down in bed with head propped up on 6 pillows was my norm for four nights. It came to a point when the thought of going to sleep was not a welcoming idea.
Hopefully, I’m over it. Though I’m still on meds and that much needed Rx nasal spray, I’m looking ahead and looking forward that my sleep pattern be back soon.