Re: Sleep disorders and ADD

[Anonymous]

I certainly get my days mixed up! Night shift doesn’t help either, as I start work on one day, and finish on another. And when I go to sleep after a night shift, I wake up and it is still the same day as when I went to sleep. How’s that for messing with your head?!!

I almost feel a bit annoyed, as my doc asked me what day and date it was when he tested me, but he had said the date aloud minutes before, when writing a note, so I knew the answer. If he hadn’t done that, then I would have had no idea! And the only reason I knew it was a Tuesday, was because I had my appointment weighing on my mind. So the testing wasn’t entirely accurate. And to make it worse, I had to remember a name and address, but the doc used his own first and last name within it (part of the person’s surname, and part of the street name), and the first name I had to remember was that of a very memorable patient I used to look after regularly, so it was easy to remember those parts!! If it had all been totally make believe, then I would have struggled much more.

@Robbo – I hardly ever have funny dreams either. They are always weird, and can be upsetting. I have spent ages lying awake after a particularly horrible dream. I really hate the repetitious ones, where I wake up briefly, and then go back to the same dream again and again. Like looking for a toilet that isn’t blocked, dirty, child sized, missing toilet paper, out in the open, or whatever! Or running after something, or being chased by something, and feeling as if I am running up a really steep hill and have to pull myself along with my hands to help me move forwards. Ugh!!

Incidently, I worked on a spinal injury unit for 7 years. I hated the comparison between the patients who had been injured by someone else’s mistake and who often dealt with their injury with courage, and those (usually young men) who had injured themselves through stupid behaviour, but who blamed everyone but themselves and were a nightmare for all the staff to look after. It was so unfair. The ones who had the right to be angry usually weren’t, and the ones who had only themselves to blame were angry at the whole world! Of course, there were always the exceptions, but it was a difficult place to work, mentally. I had to move on, because I got burned out. I met some wonderful people (patients) there though, and I often think about them and wonder how they’re getting on. I work with mostly elderly rehab patients now (post surgery/illness), and they have a completely different set of beautiful and difficult behaviours 😉

Thanks for your post, Robbo. It really helps ram it home about how careful we all must be on the roads.

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