It's been a really long time since I've had a good night's sleep. Seven weeks to be exact.
Don was kind enough to inform me that sleep deprivation is a form of torture. This was after I had been crying for weeks on end and couldn't understand why.
I'm experiencing other disturbing symptoms. In the middle of the day, I want nothing more than to lie down and sleep. I can't focus or get anything done. Shopping wears me out. Everyday projects overwhelm me.
Yet I dread night time because I know I won't get the sleep I desperately need. The pain in my shoulder wakes me up. My surgeon said I probably won't sleep normally for three months.
When that day comes, I'm going to sleep for an entire week. Don't wake me up.