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Situation Normal
Jan. 30th, 2011 08:14 pmSo, I'm working. For the first time in three years. It's very normal. Relaxingly normal.
I get to wear scrubs to work, which is great. No agonizing over work clothes. No worrying about what to wear today. I have two colors of scrubs, blue and green. I work three nights a week. So I alternate, and have "blue weeks" and "green weeks." I wear either blue, green, blue scrubs or, the next week, green, blue, green scrubs. Very orderly.
I'm doing ok at sleeping during the day. My cat has stopped trying to get me up at 3 p.m. She waits until 4. Quite a concession, for her. The alarm goes off at 5. Typically, I wake up around 4 p.m., and doze until around 5. Depending on the cat, the dozing is more or less restful. I wish I had more time to sleep during the week. I go to bed at 10 a.m. Which, even if I slept until 5:00, would only be seven hours. I prefer nine to twelve. But there you go. The penalties of having a job.
I try to go on days during my off days. This is more or less successful, depending on the week. One week, I essentially never went off nights. Oh, I went to bed at eleven or midnight, but I slept until three or four in the afternoon, so what was the point? Lots of sleep, I guess. This week, I went to bed in the morning, Saturday morning, as usual. Slept until six which was a little long, but I had been tired all week. The weird thing was I fell asleep again two hours later, at eight in the evening. Slept until seven this morning. However, I've been up since then, so I guess I made the transition to days ok. Looking forward to sleeping tonight.
I make my living watching people sleep. So, I dream about watching myself sleep. I typically have two patients when I work. Lately, when I sleep, I think I'm sleeping twice. When the alarm goes off, I think, "Well, the other one can sleep a little longer." Unfortunately, there isn't really another one. It's just in my dreams. Dreams are weird.
So, that's what's going on. Which is basically nothing. But it's a nice, calming, comforting nothing.
I get to wear scrubs to work, which is great. No agonizing over work clothes. No worrying about what to wear today. I have two colors of scrubs, blue and green. I work three nights a week. So I alternate, and have "blue weeks" and "green weeks." I wear either blue, green, blue scrubs or, the next week, green, blue, green scrubs. Very orderly.
I'm doing ok at sleeping during the day. My cat has stopped trying to get me up at 3 p.m. She waits until 4. Quite a concession, for her. The alarm goes off at 5. Typically, I wake up around 4 p.m., and doze until around 5. Depending on the cat, the dozing is more or less restful. I wish I had more time to sleep during the week. I go to bed at 10 a.m. Which, even if I slept until 5:00, would only be seven hours. I prefer nine to twelve. But there you go. The penalties of having a job.
I try to go on days during my off days. This is more or less successful, depending on the week. One week, I essentially never went off nights. Oh, I went to bed at eleven or midnight, but I slept until three or four in the afternoon, so what was the point? Lots of sleep, I guess. This week, I went to bed in the morning, Saturday morning, as usual. Slept until six which was a little long, but I had been tired all week. The weird thing was I fell asleep again two hours later, at eight in the evening. Slept until seven this morning. However, I've been up since then, so I guess I made the transition to days ok. Looking forward to sleeping tonight.
I make my living watching people sleep. So, I dream about watching myself sleep. I typically have two patients when I work. Lately, when I sleep, I think I'm sleeping twice. When the alarm goes off, I think, "Well, the other one can sleep a little longer." Unfortunately, there isn't really another one. It's just in my dreams. Dreams are weird.
So, that's what's going on. Which is basically nothing. But it's a nice, calming, comforting nothing.
