Alvaro would be jealous… He sometimes wakes up at 4:30 (that’s quite often), sometimes earlier… Once he had 2am… And he just can’t go back to sleep.
I lost that ability too (10+ years ago I could sleep whenever. I lied down with the intention and it happened immediately. well, lying wasn’t needed, I slept in buses and trains too, very easily. once I managed to do it standing but it was morning and I was sleepy… oh good old days when my thoughts were lighter) but I never wake up before 7-8 except under extreme circumstances. I am always awake at 2am anyway…
But it’s interesting. Alvaro almost always wake up in the middle of the night to pee and he can go back to sleep then (as far as I can tell, he doesn’t really wake up… :D)…
I never wake up in the middle of my sleep, it’s just not me. I may drink 2 liters of water before bed, I still won’t wake up I will pee a waterfall in the morning but I sleep well. Proper sleep is extremely important for my body, I can’t have a serious lack of sleep. Basically ever other person can but not me. fall asleep soon, no matter what. Maybe not when I want at 2am but at some point in the next half day, it will happen. No, my body doesn’t wait until the next night, out of question.
I always envied people who sleep 3 hours and it’s enough for them. Sounds good. Or do they have some problem then? Worse healing, higher stress level, anything? I don’t know. Sleeping is nice but I don’t remember most of it and it takes so much time! (Not like I couldn’t waste the won time… I am bad at using my time well and I feel I need plenty of rest.)
I use little BUT it means I always have an open bag of whipping cream and that’s dangerous and I end up drinking a little cream far from my meals… If I have cream, it triggers coffee drinking and vice versa and neither are ideal for me.
But I have stress and headache lately. I will stop drinking coffee later. Sigh.
I have wonderful flat pillows I love my current “bed” (I never had a proper bed. It’s just 2 very comfortable mattresses on the floor. Perfect. No hard stuff to hit myself with and I use out the part of my room with sloped low ceiling. For the “pillows and plushies” part as I would hit my head in the ceiling if my part wouldn’t be high enough. I am glad if I can open my eyes in the morning, I can’t be not clumsy too.)
I never really understood people who don’t desire the same meal all year round. I always wanted alot of fatty protein. Maybe other things too but fatty protein was really important, no matter if it’s too hot or too cold, sunny or foggy. My body requires about the same stuff all the time and it’s smart enough to tell me that. So I never was the type who lived on some fruit for the hottest week of the year. I am dying there, drink a ton and even that can’t change my desired food.
When someone says “heavy food”, I never know what they mean. We surely think of different things.
To me, high-fat very low-carb food feels light. Substantial in many cases but I feel light afterwards.
I just couldn’t keep away anymore but I tried not to come as my life is chaos now. Yesterday was too stressful and it seems THIS level do affect my eating. I keep trying to eat right and I did my shopping well (except in the end when I - probably first time in my life - told Alvaro we need some comfort food. And he said indeed. we are so not that type. I have no regrets, I swapped a tiny bit badness for my body with a tiny bit of good for my mental state due to some strange reason and my body could afford feeling worse but the other had to get better. still, I try to figure out something better, I dislike compromises and I truly prefer my normal food if I look at it objectively when I don’t have weird circumstances. I surely could handle it better at home but I already ate when Alvaro had to wait for 5 hours in the hospital - it surprised us both. I ate some of my food, had some nice duck soup but it wasn’t enough. and I realized my usual, seemingly around zero control isn’t anywhere zero because I saw what zero is. scary. but useful to see how I eat at my almost absolute worst. the answer isn’t surprising, it’s low-carb but without my normal restrictions. it could be worse, I suppose. But I am back now. I suppose.)
I bought bresaola! I didn’t even know the word a month ago. (Alvaro always find something else to eat, now he heroically go through the big bag of quark… I like quark but in tiny amounts so I need his help with the bigger bags. and he has no problem with it. So he always eat something else and still didn’t even think about making the beef we bought last time. Oh well, it will happen eventually and I have my own portion anyway. But even I have things to eat first. Like some sausage. And hopefully the beef membrane didn’t go bad yet… Poor cats wouldn’t like the ton of spice on it.)