Day fifty six

This has to be about sleep today. I used to have no problem with sleep. I could fall asleep at night and be awakened by the alarm clock. When I was an apprentice at ICI, in my final year I used to go the canteen for my daily sausage, egg and beans, then go back to our workshop and sleep for 10 minutes before the afternoon started. I have been able to stay up all night without sleep, with no after effects.

I had no problem sleeping in Belfast, despite the noise. But since I have been in Suffolk! I run the Foodbank in Southwold on a Friday afternoon. I used to have a session on Tuesday morning as well. That wasn't working, so I changed it to Tuesday afternoons. Every Tuesday night and Friday night my sleep would be disturbed. I would get to sleep easily enough, but then I would wake up and be awake for at least 2 hours before falling asleep again. Since my volunteers left I have not had the same problem.

Last night I slept for 11 and a half hours. I was reading this morning, then I put the book down and slept for another 2 and a half hours!

Sleep is strange! It doesn't mean I feel better. My head is splitting with pain as I'm writing this. When I had my CT scan yesterday the radiographer was asking various questions and in the end I just said, "My feet are OK". That is how it feels at the moment.

I have completed all the tests. When the results come out, I'll see whether I passed or failed, but it looks like I'm not losing sleep until I get the results 💤