Like most of you out there (The night time heavy breathers - awake during the dark hours) I don’t sleep very much. But…. Last night was so bad.
I couldn’t wait to get up the stairs last night. It always takes a while for me to climb the 13 steps to our bedroom. My Mrs gives me the night time nod, which means it’s time for bed and because it takes me a good 40 minutes to sort myself out before by bum hits the mattress - I set off early.
I was absolutely exhausted. So much so, I fell asleep quickly - but only for an hour - I woke with a huge panic attack and - Hey Presto!!! Been awake ever since.
People tell me to sleep during the day. I do try and nod off on the sofa - but again, after a few minutes, panic sets and I end up racing out the patio doors for air.
I was travelling down South a few weeks ago. Felt a bit tired so I pulled in to a service area for a kip. I kept the engine running to keep the air conditioning on - as it was hot outside. With my portable concentrator on, I slept for over 30 minutes.
Since then, if I really do get totally exhausted - I’ll get my keys and head for the car.
With this IPF thingy - I just wish I could stretch my lungs another half an inch. A medieval torture rack, hanging upside down like a fruit bat or blowing my lungs up with a foot pump have all crossed my mind. But Hey Ho! Onwards & Upwards Folks X
Before I go - Did you know that - It’s impossible to hold your nose and hummmmm!