July 21, 2004
In the Beginning " I didn't sleep well"
The Beginning, as I knew it:
1/17/97 I was 35, a partner in a CPA firm with my father on my way to peak by 40. I was a single mom for 9 years, but thank God living with my parents & my daughter, 2 in 1988 at divorce. I had been 'not sleeping well' for years, I can't even quantify now. I wrote that off to long hours, business owner stress and parenting stress, and for at least a couple of years I'd say, 'I just don't sleep well'.
Not sleeping well for me meant, waking 30 plus times a night after taking Excedrine PM nightly, gradually needing to get up when I woke, that becoming more frequent, getting up to get a drink, go to the bathroom, put on chapstick, and around and around and around. Then I started feeling nauseous and dizzy when I got up, thought I was gonna throw up or pass out, gradually got to where a few times I thought I couldn't breathe.
The week of 1/17/97 I was in continuing education classes M-Th 8-5. The room was comfortable, the chair was comfortable. I wasn't threatened by the material Yet I began to have the nighttime nausea, dizzy, can't breathe, gonna pass out feeling during the day, in class. So I stepped outside for some fresh air, got some water, consciously made myself relax and back to class. This got worse each day. Friday 1/17/97, I was finally sleeping the crazy dream sleep that I'd finally get to each am, and my father woke me and asked if I was up to coming in to work. I said I was beat. He told me to rest then, it'd been a long week, (no one knew of the ill feelings, just that I got up alot and 'didn't sleep well').
Tired and shoulder and arms tightening and hurting from typing so tune in again for what happened next....
Hugs & Blessings!
Posted by Judy on July 21, 2004 03:11 PM