It’s been a very rough week. Notice that there wasn’t a Wednesday Wrap Up post? Yeah, that’s because every night this week, I came home from work and almost immediately went to bed. Seriously y’all… I didn’t even feed my man and I feel sort of guilty about that.
It started Saturday evening. I left work 2 hours early because I was feeling ill. I have worked at this place for over a year now and this is the first time I have ever walked up to my Manager or Boss and simply said “I don’t feel well. I can’t do this. I have to go home.” I make it a point to take care of myself as best as possible in terms of getting to bed at a proper hour and paying attention to the queues my body usually provides me that I may be pushing myself too far. This time, I got no warning and next thing I knew, I felt like Narcolepsy had an actual hand and that it was squeezing me until my eyes felt like they were going to pop out. I know. Ew.
So I went home. I was so overcome with the need to lay down that I remember nothing more than getting home, getting completely undressed and then waking up hours later when Jeremy came to check on me. I got up for about an hour with him so that we could watch Doctor Who, and then I went right back to bed. My body was exhausted and for whatever reason, it had just suddenly decided that it had had enough.
The irony in all of this is that last Friday, I wrote a blog post about Narcolepsy which I scheduled to have published the next day. I wrote the post because for starters, it’s a huge part of my life and secondly, I knew that my posting may get somewhat erratic the closer we got to the holidays since I would be sleeping a lot more. Little did I know that the very day it posted, I would have a breakdown.
Once again, I’m so lucky that my bosses understand. Geez. I am really, really lucky. They don’t have to tolerate my nodding off at work like I sometimes do. They could have gotten very angry with me for having to leave work 2 hours early on what was probably the worst night it could have happened. Most places wouldn’t put up with my crap.
I found this clip made by the same woman I used in my last Narcolepsy post. The one she did showed what Cataplexy looks like. This one shows Automatic Behavior. Again, my case isn’t this bad as I don’t spend several minutes writing in my sleep. But yes, I do this exact same thing while at work. Sometimes I’m trying to take notes after calling a customer and I end up writing weird squiggles on the paper. I wake up long enough to realize I’ve nodded off and then I struggle to not nod right back out. It’s so hard and frustrating. This is what it looks like…
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My manager went out of town this week to visit family. While she’s gone, I’m not in charge… but I do tend to take on a lot more responsibility around the shop including taking in 90% of the repairs we’ll be doing that week. I’m not accustomed to working so many hours, 4 days in a row. Look… I realize working 11am – 8pm isn’t a big deal to most people. I am not discounting the hard work of others or suggesting that I work super hard. But for me, those hours repeatedly are rough. I usually work 4 days in a row, but less hours.
While I don’t work the whole time I am there (I do get an hour break on days I am scheduled for 7+ hours), I have to be awake for just as much, which to my body… is work. So the typical 4 day stretch is about 28 hours (I work more than that per week, it’s just that those are the hours I typically work for those 4 days). This week, I worked 11am – 8pm every day for 4 days and that’s a difference of 8 hours. I know it maybe sounds sort of crazy, but that 8 hours has me thrown way, way off.
My manager is back but sadly, that doesn’t mean my schedule will go back to normal. It may for maybe a week or two, but we’re about to start preparing for the Holidays and things are going to get intense. Come on body… surely we can do this!
So, I just wanted to touch base with my readers. I’m here. I will have to figure out a way to more effectively spend my free time blogging so that I don’t leave you hanging. But I promise… I am here!