I am not a good sleeper.
I would go as far as to say I'm maybe a little bit insomniac - if there is such a thing. Don't get me wrong, in general once I'm actually ASLEEP I'm fine and could cheerfully sleep for several weeks without too much of a fuss. It's generally the actual GETTING TO SLEEP part that is my stumbling block.
My mind starts to work overtime, I start panicking about what the world is all about, about how I'm not immortal, and about every little niggly thing I've forgotten to do during the day which suddenly seems as important, if not MORE important, than the "why are we all here?" deep burning question. It is extremely rare that I'm ever asleep before midnight - even if I've been exhausted all day, once I get to sometime around six pm, my second wind kicks in and suddenly I could give the Duracell bunny a run for its money.
But last night I experienced one of the worst sleeps of my life.
First of all, I was wide awake before I even tried to go to sleep. But it was after midnight and I was up early so it seemed like a plan to go to sleep. Huh - great plan that was. First of all, I was doing that random jerking where your entire body jolts like you are falling. Someone once told me that when this happens, your heart has stopped for a moment. Whether that is true or not, I then became convinced I was going to die.
Then I was getting fidgety and tossing and turning and couldn't find a comfortable position. I was too hot, then too cold. Then a mixture of the both. I had no idea whether I was conscious or unconscious - I know I was sliding in and out of some weird dreams, but couldn't tell where reality ended and dreamworld began. Of course, I didn't feel remotely tired until ten minutes before my alarm startled me out of my waking nightmare. Then I could have slept for 12 hours solid without the slightest bit of effort on my part.
The worst part of it though was that I wasn't alone. Not only did I sleep badly, but I caused someone else to sleep badly too, with all my moving about, and apparently I was doing a lot of "prodding" - which I can only assume happened in one of those rare moments where I was asleep as I certainly don't remember doing that.
Man, sleeping is SUCH a pain sometimes . . .
Any surefire insomnia cures? Or even half-assed, "might-work-but-I'm-not-that-sure" ones? Please feel free to share. I really don't want this to happen to me again anytime soon...