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In need of a cat nap.Back in high school, I used to have wicked insomnia.  I would lay there in bed for hours, unable to fall asleep.  Then I'd get stressed out because I couldn't fall asleep, which kept me awake longer.  Reading a book didn't help.  Watching tv didn't help.  Warm milk is gross, so I didn't even try that.  And some mornings, I would fall asleep during anatomy.

But my insomnia spells were limited to my senior year of high school, and in college, I fell into a more predictable, comfortable pattern of work-class-party-sleep.  I thought this insomnia crap was behind me.

Last night, though, it came back with a vengeance.

Part of what keeps me up at night is the spin-cycle of my mind.  (The Internet doesn't help.)  I'll start thinking about something I'm writing, or something I want to talk to coworkers about the next day, or how I forgot to call NBF back, or how I need to pick up my prescription from CVS, or the emails I keep meaning to answer ... and then I'm cycling and spinning and afraid to look in the mirror for fear of seeing smoke wisping from my ear.  Add in the viewing of a few SNL political clips and checking the Election feed on Twitter, and I'm officially Sleepless in Western CT.

Chris was away on a shoot, so I was by myself in the apartment.  Silent night.  Holy cats splayed out everywhere,, with Siah purring from the pillow next to me, Abby on the floor underneath the window, and Prussia standing guard at the bedroom door.  The sheets were crisp and clean, the bedroom was that perfect "sightly chilly with a chance of sleepy," and it was one in the morning - so I should have fallen right asleep. 

Instead, I relaxed against the pillow and closed my eyes ... only to have them spring open like window shades.  I could not sleep.  One thirty came and went ... two o'clock ... and I was still awake.  My blood sugars were solid (and holding - the Dexcom confirmed a flatline), my stomach was full (yum, lentil soup), yet my brain was wide awake and refusing to let me sleep.

Facing a sleep deficit is something that's always taken a huge toll on my body.  I don't require a ton of sleep - six and a half hours is comfortable for me - but anything less than that has me dragging myself around the next day.  Sleepiness doesn't seem to affect my blood sugars (woke up at 100 mg/dl this morning), but it definitely affects my overall ability to manage diabetes.  Like this morning - I showered, dressed, and was making breakfast before I realized I hadn't reconnected my pump.  I also went all the way out to my car and started it before realizing the Dexcom receiver was on the kitchen counter.  I forgot to bolus for my snack this morning.

Being sleepy = being absentminded.

Being absentminded = dodgy diabetes control for the day.

Does a crummy night's sleep cause your day to get all mixed up?  Does your diabetes suffer?  Is there any way we can Zzzz ... zzzzz ....


Ugh, nights like that are the worst . . . . and the following day is even worse than that. Lately I've been waking up promptly at 5 am with no chance of getting back to sleep. Annoying, but it could be worse. Although when we turn the clocks back I guess I can look forward to waking up at 4.

Yes, I definately notice my blood sugars are wacky when I'm sleep-deprived. I also tend to drink more coffee and forget to bolus my normal 1/2 unit to counteract the caffeine's effect on my blood sugar. I always remember for the first cup, but never remember if I have a second.

Here's hoping you gets lots of sleep this weekend.

Could it be also that Chris was not there? We get used to the weight on the mattress, the sounds of our other halves moving in bed and breathing, their body heat... These are comforts that help us fall asleep -- and keep us awake when they are missing.

I have trouble sleeping all the time but mostly because my street is very busy. Having blood sugars going high and low during the night affects my sleep patterns, too.

Kerri, sometimes when I can't sleep because my brain's spinning, I make a list of all the things I'm thinking about. The reason I spin is because I don't want to forget anything. If it's only one big thing I don't want to forget, I'll change something (put a ring on the other hand for instance) and use that as a reminder - similar to tying a string around your finger. It has worked so far.

Oh yes I cannot tell you how many times a sleepless night has effected me . One time it was so bad a boss woke me up . He was very nice about it and figured something had happened the night before to keep me awake . His daughter was a diabetic so that helped . As always a great blog .

I hate nights like that. It's always the thought chasing that gets me too. The next day always feels like weird hangover. I always need a midday nap during lunch to get it together.

Hopefully, it was just one night, and Chris comes home soon. I hope the weekend leaves you rested.

Let me add my $0.02. Not that I particularly have trouble sleeping, but lately I have had difficulty finding a sense of calmness, and sometimes that's all you need to be able to fall asleep properly.

So what I've been doing is meditating. I know it sounds like fruity, Eastern mumbo-jumbo, but it works, and it's a lot easier than you think. The simple rules are: concentrate on your breathing. Honestly. Pay attention to how your breath goes in and out of your lungs. (I find it helpful to close my eyes and visualize my lungs filling up with and then expelling the air.) The second rule is, don't give in to the thoughts that are going to come crashing through your head once you start focusing on something as mundane as breathing. I'm not saying you should try to willfully ignore them, because like with a little kid, the more you say no, the worse it becomes. What I'm suggesting is letting the other thoughts happen naturally, and flow through and around you. I find it helpful to think about it like, "Oh! There's a thought about X. Aaaaand...there it goes by me. I am choosing not to follow this particular train."

It might be difficult at first, but the rewards are immeasurable, not just in terms of sleep. Try it, you'll dig it!

Yes, my sleep (both amount and/or quality) does play games with my management. I find that I am so much more resilient when I'm well rested. I make good decisions, am more patient, and just generally more sane.

When I'm fatigued... well, your bet is as good as mine.

Oh hell yeh - if I'm lacking sleep, I'm also lacking brain.
I spend all day trying to figure out if I've remembered my basal or not. I tend to eat more when I'm sleepy too, and yep, more likely to forget to jab with it.
Insomnia sucks!!

I am a horrible insomniac. A couple of things that i'm trying:
a pen and paper by the bed so that all those random thoughts can be written down. i also keep my book light there so that i'm not turning on the light and waking the hubbie
i've bean wearing a lavender scented eye mask- i'm trying to psychologically convince myself that i'm relaxing.

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