Sunday; day of rest, not by choice.

Mmmm, Han's dreamy...

Today hurts, I tell ya what.  I only took half of my Tramadol dose last night, think that's what my problem was.  Tramadol keeps me from sleep walking, having nightmares, kills the insomnia and actually keeps me asleep.  Didn't work last night.  I had a hard time falling asleep; I think it was around four in the morning I ended up falling asleep.  I kept waking up all night, too.  Serious nightmares all night, but some good ones, too.  Harrison Ford, anyone?  (Pretty sure that one happened because I had the Star Wars theme stuck in my head right before I fell asleep.)  I dream so intensely.  This is why I sleep walk so bad.  Today hurts, I tell ya what.  Lack of sleep is one of the worst things for someone with Fibromyalgia.  Many of us have to take sleeping pills to help with that.  My doctor tried giving me Trazodone.  Nasty stuff.  The Tramadol's been working well enough for that, but the last few nights, nothing.  Don't know how to fix that one.  Yet another thing to try and fix.  Looking for another way to feel better.  Bad quality sleep means bad quality days.  Today is one of those days.  Days like today, you just drag your feet with the hope that tomorrow will be better.  It's only one day; a drop in the bucket.  You only survive days like today knowing that tomorrow has to be better.  That this too must pass.