The word of the day is sleep.
I’ve never been a person that needed a ton of sleep. For as long as I can remember, 5(ish) hours has been the sweet spot for me. If I get more than that, I’ll spend the whole day trying to wake up. If I get less than that, I’m a sourpuss. I’ve never been a nap person, and never really caught myself longing for sleep.
For the past few days, all I’ve really been doing is sleeping. I think I took 3 or 4 long naps today, which resulted in my sleeping more hours than I was awake. I’ve never really felt like this before, and it’s a little scary. I know I’m supposed to be tired, but I feel like I’m spending less and less time awake – which, honestly, is weird. Here’s a little example of how tired I am: Earlier today, I asked my nurse to unhook my IV so that I could go for a walk. She agreed and unhooked me. You know what I did? I rolled right over and took a nap the moment she left the room. It had been maybe 2 hours since my last nap, and I had no intentions to take another. But my body just clocked out. Eventually I got up and walked, but I was ready to sleep again by the time I got back. Tomorrow I might chart the hours I sleep – my guess is that I’m spending 16 or 17 hours a day with my face in the pillow.
Aside from all of the beauty rest I’ve been getting, things seem to be going according to plan. I did have to get a blood transfusion yesterday, and platelets the day before, but those things are expected. I haven’t vomited in a couple of days, still haven’t shit my bed, and I’ve managed to avoid running a fever. My appetite isn’t great, but I’ve been able to eat something for most meals. I broke things off with WingStop, and have been spending an increasing amount of time with applesauce.
The mental part of all of this gets a little harder every day. I miss my kid and my wife. I miss my couch. I miss my Xbox. I miss my sneakers. I miss meals that weren’t prepared in 45 minutes or less. I miss peeing directly into the toilet instead of collecting it in these silly jugs. I miss being able to sleep on my stomach without fear of unplugging my central line. I miss driving. I miss fresh air. I miss having an internet connection that is strong enough to illegally download movies.
(Whoa, now. Not that I would ever actually do that. I’m just saying that I could’ve if I had wanted to…)
But, the good news is that I’m getting pretty close to the end of my stay. In a couple of days, I start with my Neupogen shots, which will get my counts headed in the right direction – and once everything is at safe levels for a couple of days they’ll send me home. Odds are that I’ll become the biggest pain in the ass in this entire hospital once going home becomes even the slightest of options, so expect to read some blogs about my “negotiations” with the medical staff in the next few days.
Alright, buds. I have to go to sleep now. Onward!