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Oct. 2nd, 2005 05:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolAfter I made that last LJ post, I decided that the sensible thing to do would be, maybe to lie down for an hour or so, rest my eyes and then perhaps get some food.
When I awoke, it was dark. "Bzuh?" I mumbled and wandered downstairs.
"Why is it dark?"
"Because it's 7.30, hun," replied Katie kindly.
"But I was asleep for an hour and that was at five!"
"No..."
They fed me food which I nearly fell asleep into, and when I took another one of the meds, I actually did fall asleep. Again. I woke up just in time to use some of the hot water before it was turned off at 11pm. Housemates then kept me awake with biscuits until I went to pick up Simon at 12.00am. Before anyone tells me how dangerous this was, I was actually entirely awake by this point - body had adjusted to the meds and quite wanted to keep me awake for a while. More importantly, I was pain free which was fab.
It was fairly cold and dark in the station, what with it being past midnight and the middle of Scotland, but I was Wrapped Up Warm and trying to ignore the rattly doors which screamed ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE to me. Well, they did. The train was late - typically - but this time I could see through the windows. He was on the last compartment that didn't go past my bench, so I stood up and hoped and prayed that he was actually on this train. Fortunately, he was, which didn't make me look like too much of an idiot as I started walking towards the compartment and proceeded to grab him and hug him and feel his arms around me as the train drew away again. I apologised for making him worry - he just told me that he was glad I was okay. I think I let out a breath that I had been holding all day right about that point. I know I'm being stupid and melodramatic, but yesterday was so awful, and just to be held and feel safe was so... I don't know. It felt right and I felt nothing but contentment for a while. I know this is probably a little odd for many members of my flist. Sorry all.
He's left now, though, after missing several trains this morning due to my somnabulistic state. I had been fine for hours when it all kicked back in again at about 12.00, but I managed to drive him to Leuchars and back before collapsing on my bed for some more sleep. I only woke up about half an hour ago, and went for a shower. He had been the last one in it, and it smelt of him.
Well, at least I get to see his college in Cambridge next weekend.
Anyway. I need to go and do my Spanish work as well as sort out something to eat. I've actually not eaten properly all weekend. Whoops. To make matters worse, I don't think I can get out of any lessons or anything tomorrow despite having meds that make me sleep, so lectures should be... interesting tomorrow.
~Hathy_Col~
When I awoke, it was dark. "Bzuh?" I mumbled and wandered downstairs.
"Why is it dark?"
"Because it's 7.30, hun," replied Katie kindly.
"But I was asleep for an hour and that was at five!"
"No..."
They fed me food which I nearly fell asleep into, and when I took another one of the meds, I actually did fall asleep. Again. I woke up just in time to use some of the hot water before it was turned off at 11pm. Housemates then kept me awake with biscuits until I went to pick up Simon at 12.00am. Before anyone tells me how dangerous this was, I was actually entirely awake by this point - body had adjusted to the meds and quite wanted to keep me awake for a while. More importantly, I was pain free which was fab.
It was fairly cold and dark in the station, what with it being past midnight and the middle of Scotland, but I was Wrapped Up Warm and trying to ignore the rattly doors which screamed ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE to me. Well, they did. The train was late - typically - but this time I could see through the windows. He was on the last compartment that didn't go past my bench, so I stood up and hoped and prayed that he was actually on this train. Fortunately, he was, which didn't make me look like too much of an idiot as I started walking towards the compartment and proceeded to grab him and hug him and feel his arms around me as the train drew away again. I apologised for making him worry - he just told me that he was glad I was okay. I think I let out a breath that I had been holding all day right about that point. I know I'm being stupid and melodramatic, but yesterday was so awful, and just to be held and feel safe was so... I don't know. It felt right and I felt nothing but contentment for a while. I know this is probably a little odd for many members of my flist. Sorry all.
He's left now, though, after missing several trains this morning due to my somnabulistic state. I had been fine for hours when it all kicked back in again at about 12.00, but I managed to drive him to Leuchars and back before collapsing on my bed for some more sleep. I only woke up about half an hour ago, and went for a shower. He had been the last one in it, and it smelt of him.
Well, at least I get to see his college in Cambridge next weekend.
Anyway. I need to go and do my Spanish work as well as sort out something to eat. I've actually not eaten properly all weekend. Whoops. To make matters worse, I don't think I can get out of any lessons or anything tomorrow despite having meds that make me sleep, so lectures should be... interesting tomorrow.
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2005-10-04 12:02 am (UTC)i think you'll be okay :)
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