The sleep toll

Last nights sleep was the most bizarre I’ve ever had in my life. I experienced being conscious but not in control of my body. I woke up in the middle of the night from hearing something or someone behind me. Of course my first reaction was to turn my head to look, but when I tried nothing happened. So I tried moving my body, and nothing happened. As hard as I tried, my body wouldn’t move. I then tried to talk, and the most I could muster was a very slight exhale while trying to shout. And then suddenly I got all control of my body back.

I’ve talked to some people who’ve said they’ve experienced it before, and if you haven’t I can tell you it’s very scary. Not having any control of your body while you’re awake and you think there’s someone in your room behind your view is not a nice experience. I could feel my heart racing.

I eventually did manage to get to sleep around 00:30 last night (or should it be this morning), knowing I had to get up at 05:30. This usually isn’t a problem, I have a two hour commute in the morning where I can usually power nap for at least 30 minutes to an hour, sometimes more if I need it.

My first alarm fired at 05:30, a radio alarm clock that’s tuned BBC Radio 1 at a rather loud volume. And then my second alarm fired, a mobile phone alarm that’s set to maximum volume. For the first time ever, neither woke me up, but they did manage to wake up my mum who sleeps in a room in the opposite end of the house, and she woke me up at 06:10.

As I was got up late, I had to catch a later bus than usual at 06:36, which I almost missed as well! I got on the bus and instantly fell asleep, which I thought was a bit unusual when I woke up again later on only to find that the high winds today meant traffic was at a standstill.

So off to sleep I went again, waking up at the Canary Wharf and then Aldgate, where I put on my coat, gloves and scarf in preparation of getting off at Cannon Street, the next stop five minutes away. However sometime between Aldgate and Cannon Street I managed to fall asleep again, despite my best efforts, only to be woken up by the driver at the last stop Victoria, another half an hour down the line!

Not being able to wake up is seriously worrying me now, most people would put it down to fatigue, but I felt find last night and my schedule has been consistent. It could be down to an excessive amount of energy tablets I took while clubbing on Saturday, or another suggestion is that power napping has finally taken its toll on my body. Either way if I keep getting this after the weekend I’m going to make an appointment with my doctor to get my head sorted out.

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