One of the smallest things that can make a huge difference in my day is oversleeping my early morning meds.
In an ideal world, I go to bed at a reasonable time, have a decent night’s sleep, and wake up art 5:30 am to take my thyroid medication. Most days I manage to accomplish this even without the second criteria, but every once in a while my body clock doesn’t go off, and the whole day slowly slides off the rails.
I should start by saying that I don’t set an alarm for my early morning meds- if I did, not only would my husband make me sleep in the other room, but I probably wouldn’t get back to sleep afterwards, and that one hour of sleep in the morning is often the difference between whether I can drive myself to work or not (some days, whether I get to work at all).
I need to take my meds on an empty stomach and not eat for a full hour afterwards. Being late one day, or only waiting a half hour before eating, isn’t the end of the world. But 2-3 days of that sort of behaviour puts me in a pretty bad place- my thyroid is balanced, but only if I maintain my meds, so I’m as strict as I can be about them.
This means leaving for work without having eaten breakfast. Which means that I also haven’t taken my regular morning meds, since I need to take those with food. Usually I bring pills to work and buy a bagel and tea, but I’m missing my RA meds that take the edge off my morning stiffness and pain (which can also determine whether I can drive myself to work or not). The new car helps, since it is higher off the ground and easier to get in and out of if my hips/back are stiff and painful. However, it’s still a new car and I’d rather not drive it groggy until I am more used to it. (Speaking of, I have now driven it in the rain twice and discovered just how responsive it is when I suddenly realised that there was a turtle crossing the road in front of me. Thankfully there was no on in the right lane since the swerve was instinctual. I hope he got across okay before someone else came along; I have hope, since he was moving pretty fast, for a turtle.)
So, yes, this morning I woke at 6:20 and realised I hadn’t taken my meds. I use a weekly pill case to make absolutely sure whether I’ve taken that day’s pill or not, because I don’t always remember whether I actually did take since I’m usually not fully awake that early. I have staggered to bathroom, drunk a glass of water, and stumbled back to bed, all without taking my pill. Those are the best days.
Because it was already almost time to get up anyway, I didn’t go back to bed and instead read comics online, got dressed, and fed the cats. I brought my late-morning pills to work with a banana and now, two hours behind schedule, I am back on track for the day. I now get to obsess about why I overslept, since oversleeping is sometimes a sign that I’m fighting something off but the other symptoms haven’t become obvious yet. Since we are flying out to a family reunion tomorrow for a few days, I naturally do not want to be the least bit sick. I truly wish I could sleep later and then all would be less of an issue.