Sleep, Precious Sleep

Thursday night was another one. I didn’t get enough sleep. I’d taken some cough medicine which helped some but not completely. I still coughed enough to be awake too much.

The funeral I’d planned to attend was yesterday. I got up with every intention of going. Breakfast was out of the way and I was going to take my shower next when an intense pain hit me in the lower abdominal area. Instinctively, I knew I needed to be in the bathroom pronto. Thank goodness, I made it in time. I won’t go into any more of the grossness except to say that coughing was quite dangerous from that point on.

I called my cousin and left voice mail explaining the problem and I asked her to tell the deceased’s daughter that I’d tried.

Feeling wiped out, I would have given a lot to be able to go back to bed but that wasn’t possible. I’d stripped off the sheets and washed them. I sat down in Mother’s chair and dozed for a bit. When I woke, I was somewhat revived.

Getting the bed made was a project. I put the bottom sheet on, rested, then the top sheet. Rested. Next were the pillowcases. Rested. The comforter was the last piece of the puzzle.

By that time, it was too late to take a nap and I needed to do some other things, anyway. When I took my housecoat off, I discovered it was decorated with racing stripes. Even though it had been washed the day before, I washed it again. There were two things in that load of laundry—the housecoat and one t-shirt I’d missed earlier.

My sister and I had been emailing back and forth and she convinced me I didn’t need to go anywhere today. I sent a message to one of my friends and asked her to call the pianist and let her know I would be absent.

On toward evening, I took the compost out and saw my cousin was sitting on her back steps playing with the kittens. I went over to visit and asked about the funeral. It was a full service and I don’t think I could have lasted the whole time without having to leave. We discussed the “fixing” of cats and she told me she’ll take the females in one at a time to get the job done. So…they won’t be the Crazy Cat People with 49 cats. I’d seen this on Facebook and it seemed to fit so well.

Catholic Meeting

My CIL wants to have the males neutered but she says no. Only the females can reproduce. When the males come in from getting torn up in fights, she may change her mind.

I came back home and went to bed not long after. But not to sleep. I’d taken some melatonin but I couldn’t doze off because I kept coughing. That went on for hours until I gave up and took some cough medicine close to 1:30 a.m. I still coughed some but I was able to get some sleep in spite of it.

This morning, I was looking online about relief for coughs and one site advised onion tea. Cut one onion in fourths, cover with water, bring to a boil then allow to steep. I drank a cup of that and gargled with salt water. For supper, I mixed a teaspoon of The Vegg with the rest of the “tea” plus some water, heated it with the remaining onion and had onion “soup”. It was yummy, if I do say so myself.

Genese and I both downloaded a Kindle freebie, The Race. She had devoured it in no time flat and raved about how good it was. Since I had nothing but time today, I started it. I’m 50% of the way through and it is, as she put it, “engrossing”. You can check it out here. Unfortunately, it’s no longer free. If you don’t have a Kindle, that’s fine. As long as you have Internet access you can read it in the “cloud” as I did this afternoon or you can download it to Kindle for PC.

I went back to bed for a little while but napping isn’t something I can do easily any more. It’s hard anytime when coughing is the order of the day. My cough has calmed somewhat. I haven’t had as many of the coughing ’til I gag episodes. If I can get some good sleep tonight, I might even have some energy tomorrow.

Twinkle sat still for her B-12 tonight. I never know if I’m going to have to chase her. Guess it keeps life interesting.

Now that the sun’s gone down, I’m beginning to cough more. When will it end??

3 Responses to Sleep, Precious Sleep

  1. Mary Jane July 20, 2013 at 10:34 pm #

    My cough lasted about 3 weeks–at least the bad phase. I know I missed church for 3 weeks in a row because of the ailment, including coughing. For many days I didn’t feel like doing anything at all, so I understand what you’re going through. Just remember that “this, too, shall pass,” even though not as soon as we’d like for it to!

    • Tommie July 21, 2013 at 10:55 am #

      Lila, I hope so, too. Mary Jane, my cough has lasted for months. It just gets worse at times. I hope I don’t end up with the chronic cough our sister had.

  2. Lila July 21, 2013 at 7:45 am #

    I hope today finds you coughing lots less and feeling more like life is worth living.

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