Why so sleepy?

[susandennis]

I went to bed fairly early last night and slept soundly all night long. I woke up just before the alarm went off. But, for some reason, as I sit here at my desk, I am really sleepy. This is very rare. I'm a sleep robot. I never have any trouble falling asleep at night. I never nap. I generally wake up before the alarm. I do fall asleep if I try to stay up too late (and in my case, too late is generally about the time the world gets ready to Go ParTay...) but I never get sleepy when I'm not supposed to. Like now.

And my tasting problem now has a new wrinkle. I no longer have the ughgy after/over taste of everything. Now I just can't taste much of anything. I can feel the texture but really, there is no flavor.

It's probably fatal. I watched back episodes of House and Grey's Anatomy and ER this weekend. Too many in a row, I think. I now believe that every twitch, every sensation, everything is probably step one down the final hallway. And, I'm kind of sorry about that. I really would have liked to have lived long enough to see my new carpet.

Sigh. or, rather, yawn...

Comments

[rivendweller.livejournal.com]

I've been at death's door for years now. One foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel. Losing your sensation of taste?!?! Ohmygod. The end is near.

[susandennis]

I know. I'm shocked every time I realize that I haven't died yet.

[susandennis]

Well, that totally makes sense. Totally.

[katbyte.livejournal.com]

Does not.

[susandennis]

Am I going to have to separate you two?

[katbyte.livejournal.com]

No, but we can't encourage him either. LOL.

[geordie.livejournal.com]

But everything is a step down that final whatever it was you said.

My grandmother is on her last legs, I don't know if I'd have wanted her last ten years, the change of plumbing would have been a real surprise too. I don't want to cling onto life until the last possible second. When I have no hope of doing things I want to do I'd just as soon not have to survive to see how long I can be bored for.

[susandennis]

Oh, I'm not saying I'm not ready. I'm very ready. I'm just very curious about when. I see these shows on TV where at the beginning of the hour, the patient has an itchy eye and 60 minutes, 4 surgeries and 8 codes later he's just hopped out of the jaws of death. I absolutely want to skipp the 4 surgeries and 8 codes and just say adios before the first commercial. But, if the itch goes away on it's own...

[geordie.livejournal.com]

I think my father was trying to check-out on his first heart attack, just quietly die four days after he retired. See now, if you could guarantee that you'd never have to worry about 401k and stock issues would you? You could live hand to mouth and leave the house and car to cover the credit card and 'final expenses'. I want to be burned in a cheap box, cardboard would do, and discarded with minimal ceremony in a local landfill. Once I'm dead this collection of icky bits and pieces is just so much biohazard waste. I can't be recycled because of the BSE thing anyway, and the dodgy clotting factor would make it more of an issue too.

[susandennis]

You know, I've seriously had that thought many times in this redecorating project... 'should I spend that much on that?' 'why the fuck not - if you don't spend it, it's going to your stupid sister.' She's actually been resposible for a good bit of my new purchases!

And, I'm with you on the after thing. I truly don't care because I'll be... let's see... DEAD!

[susandennis]

Although, actually being cremated could count as one last smoke which would be nice.