To The Sleep Clinic... & Beyond.

Dearest My Peeps,

You better have recognized that adapted movie quote from Toy Story in my title. I am quite proud of myself for it. I know it's a pathetic reason to be proud of myself, but I'll take what I can get.

Not too much is new. I went to the sleep clinic this week, as I'm sure you already deduced what with the title. I went to M.J's in Salisbury on Tuesday, from there to the sleep clinic on Wednesday, back to M.J's after my appointment was done on Thursday & then home again Friday. Salisbury is nearly exactly half way between Miramichi & St. John (Where the clinic is) so it was nice. I got to spend time with one of my dearest friends & I didn't have to do the whole trip from here to St. John in one go. I could have, I've done longer before, but that's not the point. One, I didn't particularly want to; two, it was an excellant way to get to see an out of town friend that I only ever see once in a long while.

Anyhow, so I went to the sleep clinic to find out why I'm always so tired. Apparently they couldn't find anything wrong. I don't have breathing problems, I don't have restless leg syndrome, they couldn't find any reason for why. But I wake up an average of 18 times an hour for no reason at all. Not necessarily enough that I'm aware I've woken up, just enough that it disrupts my sleep & keeps me from getting a good night's restful sleep. So that's why I'm so tired during the day, my night's sleep is fragmented & not helpful much at all, but they didn't see a reason for the why of it. It equals out to that I'm really only asleep for about 75 - 77% of the time that I'm in bed. No wonder I'm sleepy.

So, since she's not sure of the cause of the problem, she's not sure how to go about fixing the problem. She (the doctor being the she I'm refering to) decided that she would give me a mild sedative to help me sleep at night. I forget what it's called & how to spell it, but it starts with a T. She figures if we can get me sleeping a full night's proper amount of sleep, then maybe the daytime sleepy will get better. Basic cause and effect. I don't sleep well at night, so I'm tired during the day. This new pill thing will help me sleep properly at night, so in turn, I shouldn't be as tired during the day.

It's a great theory. I just hope it works. It might help if I didn't have a mouse in my room. It's not exactly that I'm scared of mice, but I can't sleep in the dark if I keep hearing noises & that stupid mouse keeps making noises. I need to be able to see what's making the noise. It's hard to see much with my glasses off, but I definately feel safer with the light on. This means it's harder to fall asleep. Oh well, Daddy gave me some poison to put down the other week; I prefer a trap, but I'll take what I can get. Then Mum met my mouse last night. We were watching a movie & it kept running across the floor just within her line of vision. So Daddy took the poison & covered one end with peanut butter, to make it more attractive, becuase the poison by itself is obviously not working.

Last year I had one. The poison didn't work at all. The mouse trap with peanut butter on it was what worked. So I'm going to get a mousetrap today & the dollar store & Daddy is going to set it up for me. I mean, what if the mouse eats the poison & runs back through whatever hole that it uses to get from inside the walls back into my room & THEN dies? My room, & then the house, would slowly start to stink from the smell of decaying rodent. With a trap, Daddy can dispose of it properly & it won't stay around smelling up my house. Stupid mouse. I wish I was allowed a cat. That would sort of the mouse no time flat. Honestly. Stupid mouse.

Anyhow, I have to go get ready for work. I don't work till 5, but Mum works at 3 & I told her that I'd take her to work. That way she doesn't have to try to find a way in. I get off at 12:15 & she at 12, so we can travel together both ways. Tomorrow I work at 2, so that would put her to work for approximately 1:30, so since she doesn't start till 3:30, she's going to get Daddy to take her down. She'll have been working 9 days straight by the end of her go (she switched up with a coworker that needed the weekend, just to be nice) so she doesn't want to spend more time than is necessary there. She's going to be exhausted when she's done as it is. Not to mention that she works till midnight Sunday night & then again at 9 am Monday morning. Oh what fun. *strong sarcasm*

So I'm going to stop babbling for the time being & take off for now. I hope that you're all having a super day. Cheers! Be safe! I'll try to be back sooner next time. Try being the key work in that sentence.

Vicky Ellen
" If nations could only depend upon fair and impartial judgments in a world court of law, they would abandon the senseless, savage practice of war."-Belva Lockwood