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At 7:40 AM I woke myself and Danae up by yelling loudly in my sleep. My throat hurt and I felt unsettled so I got up and ate something before trying to sleep again. After that, I slept until about 2 PM. I'm sleeing a *lot* lately.
Sleeping late, dealing with Rufus
Sep. 27th, 2019 09:26 amGetting up early for extra tidying didn't work out. Even though I was in bed a few hours earlier than usual, I slept until 5:30 instead of my planned-for 3:30, or even my usual 4:30, so I had to rush through morning stuff and jump in the car.
For no apparently reason, I cannot access Gmail on my work computer, or on the virtual desktop I can access at work via Citrix. Other Google stuff online works for me; I can get Google Docs and Google Calendar. I do not understand what's going on. I tried to add it to Outlook via IMAP, but I have to enable that option in Gmail first, and I cannot get to it.
I'm having trouble managing everything I need to do. I'm going to miss him a lot, but I need to remind the shelter to find a place for Rufus ASAP. Being in a crate for 12 hours a day isn't fair to him and I'm not able to give him medication on a schedule that's best for him.
I'm so tired and feeling overwhelmed by all the stuff at my place. I should be trying to sell some of it, but I just don't know. I thought I'd swiftly have all the stuff I'm donating hauled to Goodwill after Danae left, but I haven't managed to get there even once.
If anyone has extra boxes, by the way, I could really use some.
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I talked to the shelter; they have been working hard to find someone who can foster Rufus, but he's quite a handful. In retrospect, I guess not a lot of people are willing to deal with an epileptic Chihuahua who needs medicine three times a day and who pees on stuff in the house any time he can get away from people long enough and who becomes a barking, snarling missile when he encounters other people and dogs...
I dunno. I guess I can't objectively evaluate dogs that way in the sense of whether I want them around or not. For me, if a dog isn't actively and intentionally trying to hurt me, I just want to love it and take care of it. Rufus has problems, sure, but I work around them.
Despite all of that, he's so sweet and loving and snuggly... I know it's a bad idea to have him around for the condo showings, but I can't let him go back into the shelter just for that. I am one-hundred percent certain that would trigger major depression for me. I'll put him in his crate on the far side of the bed when I leave for work for the day, and that will minimize his interactions with visitors. But I just can't put him back in the shelter.
I could use some reassurance about this. I'm not changing my mind, but it's weighing on me.
For no apparently reason, I cannot access Gmail on my work computer, or on the virtual desktop I can access at work via Citrix. Other Google stuff online works for me; I can get Google Docs and Google Calendar. I do not understand what's going on. I tried to add it to Outlook via IMAP, but I have to enable that option in Gmail first, and I cannot get to it.
I'm having trouble managing everything I need to do. I'm going to miss him a lot, but I need to remind the shelter to find a place for Rufus ASAP. Being in a crate for 12 hours a day isn't fair to him and I'm not able to give him medication on a schedule that's best for him.
I'm so tired and feeling overwhelmed by all the stuff at my place. I should be trying to sell some of it, but I just don't know. I thought I'd swiftly have all the stuff I'm donating hauled to Goodwill after Danae left, but I haven't managed to get there even once.
If anyone has extra boxes, by the way, I could really use some.
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I talked to the shelter; they have been working hard to find someone who can foster Rufus, but he's quite a handful. In retrospect, I guess not a lot of people are willing to deal with an epileptic Chihuahua who needs medicine three times a day and who pees on stuff in the house any time he can get away from people long enough and who becomes a barking, snarling missile when he encounters other people and dogs...
I dunno. I guess I can't objectively evaluate dogs that way in the sense of whether I want them around or not. For me, if a dog isn't actively and intentionally trying to hurt me, I just want to love it and take care of it. Rufus has problems, sure, but I work around them.
Despite all of that, he's so sweet and loving and snuggly... I know it's a bad idea to have him around for the condo showings, but I can't let him go back into the shelter just for that. I am one-hundred percent certain that would trigger major depression for me. I'll put him in his crate on the far side of the bed when I leave for work for the day, and that will minimize his interactions with visitors. But I just can't put him back in the shelter.
I could use some reassurance about this. I'm not changing my mind, but it's weighing on me.
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Mar. 6th, 2019 08:50 amMy mood crashed last night for no good reason. I think it was at least in part due to tiredness. Instead of working on my radio, I played games on the couch with Danae and went to bed a bit after 8.
Now that I have a Fitbit that watches my sleep, I can see how much I'm getting: it's been enlightening. It says I fell asleep at 8:43 and woke up at 4:00. Typically I'd sleep until 4:30, but I think the dog had to go earlier than usual because his last walk was also earlier. Thanks to tiny-dog's tiny bladder, I didn't get the extra bit of sleep I was hoping for; Fitbit says I slept for six hours and 25 minutes. My sleep time from Monday and Tuesday this week were 6:37 and 7:09. This disabuses me of the notion that if I lie down at 8:30 and get up at 4:30, I get something like eight hours of sleep. I may need to set an earlier bed time if I can figure out dog scheduling. I need more sleep than that.
I'm not sure how much to worry about 'restless' times vs. asleep times as long as I'm not actually awake. Some periods of movement are normal and don't cause problems. But even with the restless times included, it was it was 7 hours and 13 minutes of sleep. If the dog hadn't woken me up, it would have been *almost* 8 hours...
Now that I have a Fitbit that watches my sleep, I can see how much I'm getting: it's been enlightening. It says I fell asleep at 8:43 and woke up at 4:00. Typically I'd sleep until 4:30, but I think the dog had to go earlier than usual because his last walk was also earlier. Thanks to tiny-dog's tiny bladder, I didn't get the extra bit of sleep I was hoping for; Fitbit says I slept for six hours and 25 minutes. My sleep time from Monday and Tuesday this week were 6:37 and 7:09. This disabuses me of the notion that if I lie down at 8:30 and get up at 4:30, I get something like eight hours of sleep. I may need to set an earlier bed time if I can figure out dog scheduling. I need more sleep than that.
I'm not sure how much to worry about 'restless' times vs. asleep times as long as I'm not actually awake. Some periods of movement are normal and don't cause problems. But even with the restless times included, it was it was 7 hours and 13 minutes of sleep. If the dog hadn't woken me up, it would have been *almost* 8 hours...
Done With Scheduled Classes
Dec. 9th, 2015 11:27 pmHaving finished my presentation in my poli-sci class today and made it back home, I was struck by the realization that I am done with all my regularly scheduled classes for the year; my time will become much more my own. I celebrated by going back to bed.
I'm not sure if I'm sleeping a lot more because of the medication, or because I'm letting myself acknowledge sleepiness and act on it rather than being too anxious over work to be done. I've been chronically short on sleep for months I expect, so maybe the 14 hours I've gotten in the last 24 isn't too out of line. I'll keep an eye on it.
I still need to put together: a presentation for my research design class on Monday; a one-page NSF-style grand proposal for the same class on Friday; and a 5000 word paper on an urban social justice topic of my choosing, also for Monday. I have not started on any of these, though the first two should be quick. Then I just have my poli-sci paper, which the professor graciously let me take an incomplete on due to mental health issues; that's due the 30th.
I'm still ignoring my RA duties right now. I'll have to apologize to my advisor and offer to make it up later. For now, I'm just going to work, sleep, and eat *completely* on own my schedule while I get these things done. When I get tired, I'll stop and sleep. It's amazing how good that feels.
I'm not sure if I'm sleeping a lot more because of the medication, or because I'm letting myself acknowledge sleepiness and act on it rather than being too anxious over work to be done. I've been chronically short on sleep for months I expect, so maybe the 14 hours I've gotten in the last 24 isn't too out of line. I'll keep an eye on it.
I still need to put together: a presentation for my research design class on Monday; a one-page NSF-style grand proposal for the same class on Friday; and a 5000 word paper on an urban social justice topic of my choosing, also for Monday. I have not started on any of these, though the first two should be quick. Then I just have my poli-sci paper, which the professor graciously let me take an incomplete on due to mental health issues; that's due the 30th.
I'm still ignoring my RA duties right now. I'll have to apologize to my advisor and offer to make it up later. For now, I'm just going to work, sleep, and eat *completely* on own my schedule while I get these things done. When I get tired, I'll stop and sleep. It's amazing how good that feels.
Awake and Hungry
Dec. 7th, 2015 02:11 amIf I could get a big ol' Chicago-style deep dish pizza delivered right now, I would be all over that thing.
In other news, I hear one potential side-effect of this medication is increased appetite. (Another is insomnia.)
In other news, I hear one potential side-effect of this medication is increased appetite. (Another is insomnia.)
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Jan. 30th, 2015 02:01 amRather than write me a ticket for my car being on the wrong side of the street, a Kenosha police officer just called me to ask me to move my car to be in compliance with the winter alternate side parking regulation. That's pretty awesome, and I thanked him profusely on the phone.
Of course, now I'm awake....
Wow; I'm hungry too. I want to eat *all* the things.
Of course, now I'm awake....
Wow; I'm hungry too. I want to eat *all* the things.
