bring on the sheep

My insomnia is raging. I was a wreck today at work. Three extra strength tylenol pm could not keep me asleep last night. In bed at 10:15, up at 11:30, up at 1:00 (saw the stros loose), up at 3, up at 5:45.

Something has to be done.

I spoke with my doctor about it during my foot visit. He wants me to go to a sleep clinic. Why? So they can watch me toss and turn all night? I don't sleep, that's the point.

People who can just lay down and fall asleep have my eternal envy. Larry can, less than five minutes he is out, out hard. On a bed of nails, inside a ring of fire, he can sleep.

Without some kind of sleeping aid, I am awake until at least 3 or 4 am.

Today, dragging my body to work, I called the sleep clinic. You need a referral. Done. Make sure your insurance covers it, done. Now, just awaiting the appointment, where, they will sit, and watch me not sleep.

Bring on the sheep, I need some z's.