At Least I’m Not Dead

This is the level of my gratitude today. Last night I got zero winks of sleep. Not a one. Caught no zs and my sheep count was perpetually on zero. The big issue was that while I finally went to the doctor for my cough I wasn’t prepared for the acid reflux or the reality that one of the meds I got was a steroid and that taking it right before sleep would do nothing.

So, here I am in the early, early morning hours trying to find something in life to be grateful for. All I want to do is figure out a way to sleep, but whenever I lay down I am either coughing because of allergies or because of acid reflux, and then there’s the burning, searing pain, and the only relief for the allergies is a steroid that makes it so I can’t sleep.

This is not the day for this to happen either. Thursdays are the day my wife has her meeting. I did refill the kids prize bucket at their request to hopefully motivate them to complete the task they are struggling with. It was fully their idea. I wasn’t even thinking about it, but then one of them mentioned it and it sounded like a good idea.

All in all yesterday was a good day. I saw a couple hundred years old doctor that asked me the color of my phlegm and then prescribed me some leeches, I took one of the boys to get a haircut and then into Target, and I got some good reading time in.

I have also discovered a new feature on my phone. When someone calls and I can’t answer the phone will take a message and transcribe it to me. Far more people have been leaving me messages this way instead of voicemail and it makes it a lot easier to send these messages out to my team to help solve client problems.

There are things other than being alive to be grateful for. Sometimes you just have to dig a little. The immediate condition of having gotten no sleep weighs on my mind and has me troubled for the day ahead. I have too many things I have to do that require a rested mind. I might have to make those wait while I try and work my way through today as best I can.

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