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Looking Back: Insomnia.

After the kid was born, insomnia wasn't a problem for me because I was so exhausted on a regular basis that I would fall asleep at any and every given opportunity.  (Which was frustrating at the movies, because nothing sucks more than paying $20 to take a nap.)

But now, two years later and with more of a predictable schedule, insomnia has set back in, and I'm awake at all hours.  The toll on my diabetes management isn't as steep as it was a few years ago, but it does do a number on my numbers some days.  Today, I'm revisiting a post from 2008 about the importance of sleep and diabetes.

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My cats used to sleep with cartoon bubbles over their head.  But alas, they stopped doing that.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 class.

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 my friend 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 ....
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Comments

being absentminded after age 55 (me) is expected, but throw in lack of sleep and type 1, is an accident waiting to happen !!
sleep is the only thing that will cure it!
even MY version of coffee (that has been nicknamed "witches brew", by some, because it's so strong and wicked, ) doesn't touch it.....

I try to keep some easy reading on the nightstand. Erma Bombeck's books/columns (which I've read a gazillion times) are helpful.
I don't do well with no sleep or even little sleep.
Wish you luck finding what will work for you!

I suffer from this too and its so frustrating. It does affect my blood sugars too which leads to more stress and worrying and seems to perpetuate itself. Wish I had an answer for you. Sometimes, I do have some intellectual breakthroughs while I'm not sleeping. It makes me wonder if I don't spend enough time during the day to just sit and think and need to make up for that at night. Who knows! Good luck to you.

I use tylenol p.m. to take the edge off insomnia
My doc says it's harmless
The sheep I count seem a bit more relaxed then, as well..............=)

There are nights this happens to me. Mostly it's a project I'm working on or a mile-long to do list that hasn't even been touched keeping me awake. I've never been one to take sleeping pills, but you can get melatonin tablets (over-the-counter) (see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melatonin#In_humans) which is naturally found in the body, but taking the supplements can help to regulate sleep cycles. I bought the 1mg tablets and take about 3. They make 3mg tablets and even 10mg tablets. I don't use them every night, only when I'm laying wide awake in bed. Probably haven't taken them for a few months now. Just my experience and something that might interest you.

I suffer from periodic smart-assnia.

p.s.
I have tried some of the natural supplements recommended for insomnia, and, in the long run, going with a natural is better for you overall .
OTC sleep aids do have some side effects for some people.
Like yawning a lot the next morning..........

My insomnia began at birth. I atubritte it to the three 8-foot egg-shaped windows some fancy architect designed for my bedroom. My first approach to sleeplessness was to ask my sister pressing questions (that I would answer while she slumbered) like How long do you think it would take to get to the moon by car? My parents eventually had to buy me a dachshund so that my sister could get some sleep. Sam, the dog, was a good listener, but his frequent gas, his tendency to hog the bed and incessant snoring left me in the same quandary as before. I went into remission during adolescence and into my 20 s, but it wasn't until my thirties that I found the ultimate solution: BORE YOUR BRAIN. Here's how: Count backwards from 100 to the rhythm of your breathing. Inhale and then count down one number on the exhale. Don't worry if you lose count because your brain WILL try and interfere. Just pick up on the last number you remember and continue. I have found myself at 0 only several times. If this happens, I turn on the light, read until my eyes flutter, turn off the light and start the count again. Cheers, (and sorry for the long post!)!

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