Somehow, I have managed to let another month pass without posting. Writing about this crazy condition is vitally important to me, but the "basics" of my life have felt horribly overwhelming. I also think that either my narcolepsy is intensifying, or my amphetamine is diminishing in its impact. of course, there is actually no way to determine that. All I know is that I have continued to "cut back" what I do, and I still find it harder to do this lightened load - which I find horribly frustrating.
My school year is actually going well. I have been better about correcting and more prepared for my teaching. I am also doing a better job of limiting myself to my part-time hours, rather than spending excessive amounts of time at school (well outside of my contract time). That being said, the year has also been tremendously draining. Our teaching team was tremendously successful last year, but I think we are all feeling pressure to be "better." While I think we are doing that, we are putting stress on ourselves. We have also developed a new approach to homework. It works well for many of our students, but two groups are struggling. Our students with poor time management skills are not spacing out their work and turn in poorly done materials. On the other hand, our overachieving students have been trying to do two to three hours of homework each night. Our expectation is that student would spend two to three hours maximum per week. As a result, we faced a number of questions at conferences from parents and guardians. Thankfully, most of them accepted our explanation, but a few still felt like we should change what we are doing because their daughter or son was continuing to do two to three hours per night. I am empathetic, but fail to see how we are causing the problem.
The other thing contributing to my struggles is the bizarre course of events over the last two months in my house. Our September had more activities and events that I can ever remember us having. The worst weekend involved my wife getting me at school at 2:45 PM on a Friday. We spent the next three hours and thirteen minutes traveling to Duluth (a trip that should take about two hours). We arrived for a family wedding with two minutes to spare (literally). Then, we checked into the hotel and attended the reception. I then got up early the next morning to drive my daughter back to the Saint Paul for a voice lesson. It was her first lesson, and the directions given by the organization were flawed to say the least. We managed to arrive only two minutes late for the voice lesson, but the stress of it all buried me. My wife had stayed in Duluth. When she returned on Sunday, I was still recovering, but there was a tremendous amount of work that needed to be done. I pushed myself to do it, and I exploded at my family. Then, I got to school on Monday so exhausted that my team members sent me home. It has been rocky since then, but is finally beginning to level out.
In the midst of all of that, my relationship with Narcolepsy Network turned markedly sour. They let their web master go and cut those of us who were moderators from access to the primary tool that we used to help moderate the site. When I emailed to express my disappointment in the entire situation, I received two emails. One was heartfelt and personal, explaining that I was a valued resource. The other was a generic message to all of the current moderators, saying essentially the same thing. Unfortunately for Narcolepsy Network, they thought the first version of the generic message to me did not work, and thus they forwarded the template. Because of that I learned that they had sent the same message to two moderators who had done nothing for over six months. Both of those individuals had been alienated by the inaction and the rude comments of board members. I then wrote an even more terse email questioning how they could "value" my work when they clearly had no idea what moderators were active and which were not. The sad reality is that many of the board members STILL have not gone to the forums, even after the things that took place. As a result of it all, I have done little online posting - at Narcolepsy Network or on Facebook. I am even struggling to do work for my local support group (which I essentially help to run). I just hate the idea of spending hours working on things, only to have some uninformed baord member swoop in and yank it away. Much of my frustration with the Narcolepsy Network centers on a new website that the web master was developing. He had is essentially ready to go live last November, but the board would never approve it. I personally spent well over 20 to 30 hours writing and editing content for the site, but never heard anything from the board, particularly the ones who were supposed to be overseeing the site. The even more irritating part is that while the new site was constantly being labeled as "un-ready," the current Narcolepsy Network site was live and contained far more errors and inaccuracies than the "un-ready" site. Because the web master is my friend, I stuck with the process, hoping that we would eventually be given approval. Instead, they fired him. Certainly, there may be legitimate reasons for what they did, although I have serious doubts. Even more unbelievable is that after hearing nothing about my work for the site, or about the quality of my writing, I received praise from three board members and a couple of employees of Narcolepsy Network.
I still want to "help" others with narcolepsy, but my own struggles are making it hard. I am heading to the national convention for Narcolepsy Network at the end of this week. I do plan to touch base with one member of the board to see if I can learn more about everything that happened. At the same time I remain unimpressed by the things I continue to see from Narcolepsy Network. For instance, even though I have clearly stated that I am not "helping" them at this time, I am STILL receiving emails from the people planning the conference. Today's series of emails was wonderfully ironic. Since all of the forum moderators "resigned" (after we were cut off), the board is hoping to find "motivated moderators" for the forums. Someone came up with the line, "We want MM for NN" - with "MM" refering to "motivated moderators." Since my initials ARE MM, I was sorely tempted to respond to the email, "You had MM, but chose to get rid of him," but felt like it would be sour grapes. In the end, it drives me crazy that the one national organization for people with narcolepsy seems to be clueless when it comes to growing the organization and to helping the vast number of PWNs who are searching for a lifeline while they are online.
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Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Happy Homecoming
We had a fantastic day on the road today. We experienced little heavy traffic, avoided any and all foul weather, and got from Hammond, IN to Saint Paul in LESS than eight hours. That includes two pit stops (one of which was also a re-fueling stop) and an hour long lunch at the Norske Nook in Osseo, WI. My wife did a bulk of the driving, but I also took a shift. While it taxed me, I handled the situations and my mood better than I did yesterday.
I drove from just across the Wisconsin and Illinois border until the first Dells exit. It turned out to be more than we had planned on me driving, but part of that was how frazzled I was at the end. Most of the stretch was good, but traffic got boggy around Madison (which frustrated me again). I also struggled with the argument that my wife and daughter had around the same time. My daughter is amazing, but she is also twelve (soon to be thirteen). She has a HUGE heart, but is prone to defensiveness whenever she is forced to confront uncomfortable issues. My wife was suggesting that our daughter start practicing her trombone soon. That did not go over well, and the ensuing conflict resulted in our daughter (once again) being disrespectful to my wife. I did not explode, but I wanted to do so. I fumed about it, though, which made my wife nervous. To her credit, she gave me space (and encouraged our daughter to do the same). My wife also confronted our daughter about the disrespectful language - in a calm and appropriate way. While I did wind up pushing 20 miles farther than I had initially planned (due to a cruddy set of circumstances - poor lane changing and an unhelpful exit configuration), we all stayed grounded.
Other than that one moment, the rest of the trip was fairly low key. All three of us were thrilled to get home, but also had a blast on vacation. I truly can't remember another trip that ended this well. My wife and I both got some work done tonight, and we created a rough plan for the week. She needs to get a presentation planned, so she is likely going into her office tomorrow even though she took the day "off." I am hoping to get one or two small things done around the house, but I am making a conscious effort to keep Monday and Tuesday light because I know I need to recover from the trip, particularly the realities of spending two long days in the car. Our daughter was scheming plans for herself three days ago. She even went to a friend's house tonight. I am looking forward to spend a least two or three days with her during the next two weeks. It should be fun to "goof off" with her even as I get myself into school mode.
I drove from just across the Wisconsin and Illinois border until the first Dells exit. It turned out to be more than we had planned on me driving, but part of that was how frazzled I was at the end. Most of the stretch was good, but traffic got boggy around Madison (which frustrated me again). I also struggled with the argument that my wife and daughter had around the same time. My daughter is amazing, but she is also twelve (soon to be thirteen). She has a HUGE heart, but is prone to defensiveness whenever she is forced to confront uncomfortable issues. My wife was suggesting that our daughter start practicing her trombone soon. That did not go over well, and the ensuing conflict resulted in our daughter (once again) being disrespectful to my wife. I did not explode, but I wanted to do so. I fumed about it, though, which made my wife nervous. To her credit, she gave me space (and encouraged our daughter to do the same). My wife also confronted our daughter about the disrespectful language - in a calm and appropriate way. While I did wind up pushing 20 miles farther than I had initially planned (due to a cruddy set of circumstances - poor lane changing and an unhelpful exit configuration), we all stayed grounded.
Other than that one moment, the rest of the trip was fairly low key. All three of us were thrilled to get home, but also had a blast on vacation. I truly can't remember another trip that ended this well. My wife and I both got some work done tonight, and we created a rough plan for the week. She needs to get a presentation planned, so she is likely going into her office tomorrow even though she took the day "off." I am hoping to get one or two small things done around the house, but I am making a conscious effort to keep Monday and Tuesday light because I know I need to recover from the trip, particularly the realities of spending two long days in the car. Our daughter was scheming plans for herself three days ago. She even went to a friend's house tonight. I am looking forward to spend a least two or three days with her during the next two weeks. It should be fun to "goof off" with her even as I get myself into school mode.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Travel Tension
On the whole, today has been great, but as was the case on the way down to Tennessee, narcolepsy did choose some choice moments to rear its ugly head. In an attempt to create a smooth departure this morning, we all packed last night. Ironically, that effort paid off for us (those things usually backfire in some way). We were on the road by 6:25 AM - a significant improvement from a week ago Friday (when our 6 AM departure turned into 8 AM). My wife was on edge as we left, but I knew that she was definitely sick still, and her angst quickly passed.
The problem, though, was that due to my wife's illness I needed to drive more than I had on the way down. I took my first driving shift right after we entered Kentucky. I managed to get us passed Lexington, which was over 100 miles of our trip. I drove for nearly an hour and a half. Unfortunately, I found myself in heavier traffic toward the end of that time (no doubt due to passing through Lexington). Still, I handled things well, but I could feel some tension building. My wife definitely gets worried as I begin to fade behind the wheel. Still, I was pleased that I drove that far and helped out that much.
Because it was so early, we continued to push on. My wife drove us into Indiana. We finally stopped for lunch at this great little restaurant in Scottsburg (Jeeves & Company). Our lunch was wonderful, and I took my second dose of amphetamine right after we ate. My wife definitely needed me to drive again. I knew that I was already exhausted, even with the stimulant, but felt I had no other choice. Thus, I got behind the wheel and knew that I would be fine in terms of safety. The problem was that driving would take all of my energy. My wife dozed during some of the time, but she woke up as we began approaching Indianapolis. Like Lexington, traffic began to get dicey as we approached the metropolitan area. Finally, a truck cut into the left lane (at 65 mph) when the car in front of me and I were both moving at 80 mph. Needless to say, I was furious. I then drove through the next 30 to 40 miles in rapid, lane-shifting traffic. I wanted to get us around Indianapolis before switching. But, the speed and my bad mood made my wife more and more anxious.
When we finally reached an exit that would allow us to switch, I was attempting to explain my awful mood to my wife. Sadly, the gas station we wanted to reach was not immediately at the exit, AND the bottom of the ramp was incredibly confusing. I did make the correct decision, but had no way to know that at the time. Because every ounce of energy that I had was going into keeping the car on the road safely, I derided myself for the rotten signage. This only upset my wife more. After the mile had almost passed, we were approaching a different interstate and could not see the gas station. Because I was so far gone, I cut my wife off as she was attempting to "help" me. I plead with her to say nothing and to let me figure out how to find the gas station. Seconds later, I spotted it just passed the other interstate, but she also saw it and chose to let me know where it was. That definitely sent me into a tailspin.
I got us to the station, and we snapped at each other about the situation. We soon reconciled, but as I got out right after the initial exchange, I was literally shaking aas I was pumping the gas. I had nothing left from the driving. In fact, I nearly exploded when the pump failed to print my receipt. Fortunately, my wife had already apologized to me. I managed to walk (or stomp) inside and nicely ask for a copy. I then apologized to my wife and again attempted to explain how hard such a situation is for me. It drives me nuts that my energy is so limited in moments like that. I truly did not have the ability to interact with her (or myself) civilly because I needed all of my mental accuity to keep us safe in the car. That is crazy, but it is also reality.
Fortunately, my wife and I are exceptional at sharing, listening, and forgiving. I know that she meant well, and she knows that I truly did not try to upset her. She also appreciates that I did much more of the driving today. She still did the majority, but I did drive for over 3 hours and handled over 200 of our miles. Narcolepsy will certainly continue to be a bane - in my travels, in my marriage, in my life. But, I must simply continue to accept what it gives me and make the best of each day. Gratefully, we got to our hotel by 3 PM and have had a slow evening to gather strength for tomorrow. We are all excited to get home. I hope that tomorrow goes well and that my narcolepsy lets me have enough strength to drive and to be kind even when the roads are tense.
The problem, though, was that due to my wife's illness I needed to drive more than I had on the way down. I took my first driving shift right after we entered Kentucky. I managed to get us passed Lexington, which was over 100 miles of our trip. I drove for nearly an hour and a half. Unfortunately, I found myself in heavier traffic toward the end of that time (no doubt due to passing through Lexington). Still, I handled things well, but I could feel some tension building. My wife definitely gets worried as I begin to fade behind the wheel. Still, I was pleased that I drove that far and helped out that much.
Because it was so early, we continued to push on. My wife drove us into Indiana. We finally stopped for lunch at this great little restaurant in Scottsburg (Jeeves & Company). Our lunch was wonderful, and I took my second dose of amphetamine right after we ate. My wife definitely needed me to drive again. I knew that I was already exhausted, even with the stimulant, but felt I had no other choice. Thus, I got behind the wheel and knew that I would be fine in terms of safety. The problem was that driving would take all of my energy. My wife dozed during some of the time, but she woke up as we began approaching Indianapolis. Like Lexington, traffic began to get dicey as we approached the metropolitan area. Finally, a truck cut into the left lane (at 65 mph) when the car in front of me and I were both moving at 80 mph. Needless to say, I was furious. I then drove through the next 30 to 40 miles in rapid, lane-shifting traffic. I wanted to get us around Indianapolis before switching. But, the speed and my bad mood made my wife more and more anxious.
When we finally reached an exit that would allow us to switch, I was attempting to explain my awful mood to my wife. Sadly, the gas station we wanted to reach was not immediately at the exit, AND the bottom of the ramp was incredibly confusing. I did make the correct decision, but had no way to know that at the time. Because every ounce of energy that I had was going into keeping the car on the road safely, I derided myself for the rotten signage. This only upset my wife more. After the mile had almost passed, we were approaching a different interstate and could not see the gas station. Because I was so far gone, I cut my wife off as she was attempting to "help" me. I plead with her to say nothing and to let me figure out how to find the gas station. Seconds later, I spotted it just passed the other interstate, but she also saw it and chose to let me know where it was. That definitely sent me into a tailspin.
I got us to the station, and we snapped at each other about the situation. We soon reconciled, but as I got out right after the initial exchange, I was literally shaking aas I was pumping the gas. I had nothing left from the driving. In fact, I nearly exploded when the pump failed to print my receipt. Fortunately, my wife had already apologized to me. I managed to walk (or stomp) inside and nicely ask for a copy. I then apologized to my wife and again attempted to explain how hard such a situation is for me. It drives me nuts that my energy is so limited in moments like that. I truly did not have the ability to interact with her (or myself) civilly because I needed all of my mental accuity to keep us safe in the car. That is crazy, but it is also reality.
Fortunately, my wife and I are exceptional at sharing, listening, and forgiving. I know that she meant well, and she knows that I truly did not try to upset her. She also appreciates that I did much more of the driving today. She still did the majority, but I did drive for over 3 hours and handled over 200 of our miles. Narcolepsy will certainly continue to be a bane - in my travels, in my marriage, in my life. But, I must simply continue to accept what it gives me and make the best of each day. Gratefully, we got to our hotel by 3 PM and have had a slow evening to gather strength for tomorrow. We are all excited to get home. I hope that tomorrow goes well and that my narcolepsy lets me have enough strength to drive and to be kind even when the roads are tense.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Craft Craze
I had an excellent time today going to look at crafters. Unfortunately, my wife was too ill to join us, so my daughter and I ventured out alone. We needed to exchange a shirt at the aquarium first, which was also an excuse for my daughter to get an awesome funnel cake (it looked like a pound of powdered sugar!). Then, we headed east for the eight mile artisan loop. Since it was hot, we knew that we could not go to many places, but we did check out a few shops.
The woodwork and art that we found blew my mind. I am glad that we made the trip because I will now push harder to make it a priority the next time that we come here. Gatlinburg has amazing talent in this eight mile loop. We did make a few purchases, but I was tempted to get far more. Wisely, I realized that my wife would need to okay the larger purchases. It simply means that we need to return here again.
The best part of the day, though, was simply getting out. My sinuses definitely seemed to be better today. I felt good being more alert and having the chance to connect with my daughter. I continue to worry that narcolepsy will prevent me from knowing as well as I might. Gratefully, days like today remind me that I can find windows. I am excited to head home, but feel like I had a great vacation inspite of my medical woes. We have already packed most of our stuff, allowing us to plan for a 6 AM departure. I hope that I can be ready since I was the delay on both days of our driving down here. Tomorrow is definitely the "longer" day, but we should hit our worst stretch (Pigeon Forge - 5 miles in one hour) before anyone else is actually awake. We will stay in northern Indiana again, but booked a hotel slightly closer to Chicago. I like that I am ending this trip on an upbeat note. That has not been my previous experience very often.
The woodwork and art that we found blew my mind. I am glad that we made the trip because I will now push harder to make it a priority the next time that we come here. Gatlinburg has amazing talent in this eight mile loop. We did make a few purchases, but I was tempted to get far more. Wisely, I realized that my wife would need to okay the larger purchases. It simply means that we need to return here again.
The best part of the day, though, was simply getting out. My sinuses definitely seemed to be better today. I felt good being more alert and having the chance to connect with my daughter. I continue to worry that narcolepsy will prevent me from knowing as well as I might. Gratefully, days like today remind me that I can find windows. I am excited to head home, but feel like I had a great vacation inspite of my medical woes. We have already packed most of our stuff, allowing us to plan for a 6 AM departure. I hope that I can be ready since I was the delay on both days of our driving down here. Tomorrow is definitely the "longer" day, but we should hit our worst stretch (Pigeon Forge - 5 miles in one hour) before anyone else is actually awake. We will stay in northern Indiana again, but booked a hotel slightly closer to Chicago. I like that I am ending this trip on an upbeat note. That has not been my previous experience very often.
Slow Startup
Today is our last day in Tennessee. We will rise early tomorrow and hit the road. While I am not looking forward to two days in a car, I am looking forward to getting back home. I feel good that I still have two weeks before I am back at school. I have oodles of things to do - at home and for school, but I will continue to approach them at the pace that I can handle. Today definitely feels similar to that. My wife went on a driving loop last night by herself. She enjoyed it immensely, but came home even sicker than she was. Thus, I am the only one up this morning. Hopefully, we will still try to visit some of the craft shops today, but I love that we can have such a relaxed start to our "final day." Far too often, a day like this is treated frenetically, cramming in activities for each waking moment. Instead, we will take in what we can and simply appreciate the chance to spend time together.
I find myself grateful for the many opportunities to slow down my life and expectations. My brain continues to push me, but I am getting better at letting go. I am even able to appreciate the fleeting moments when I do achieve a level of balance. Those moments are not nearly as frequent as I would like, but the fact that success brings joy rather than regret is a huge improvement. For years, a moment of serenity would bring angst rather than relief. I would berate myself for my inability to "feel serene" more often - how screwed up is that? Thus, I am highly content to lounge this morning, at peace with my upbeat outlook.
That said, I do need to find a bit more structure to my days when I get back home. The start of school is still three weeks away, but I need to begin adapting my schedule and routine now, since I know that a radical shift will not sit well with my brain or physical health. I also need to find a physical routine. The hiking and rafting has been great, but my body hurts all over as a result. More than anything else, I need to strengthen my knees. They are hurting constantly these days. I must spend some time over the next three weeks to get them ready for standing frequently during the school day. If I don't, it will be a LONG year. I find juggling exercise, my family, my sanity, and my job one of the most frustrating aspects of narcolepsy. All of them take energy from me, but all of them are vitally necessary.
I find myself grateful for the many opportunities to slow down my life and expectations. My brain continues to push me, but I am getting better at letting go. I am even able to appreciate the fleeting moments when I do achieve a level of balance. Those moments are not nearly as frequent as I would like, but the fact that success brings joy rather than regret is a huge improvement. For years, a moment of serenity would bring angst rather than relief. I would berate myself for my inability to "feel serene" more often - how screwed up is that? Thus, I am highly content to lounge this morning, at peace with my upbeat outlook.
That said, I do need to find a bit more structure to my days when I get back home. The start of school is still three weeks away, but I need to begin adapting my schedule and routine now, since I know that a radical shift will not sit well with my brain or physical health. I also need to find a physical routine. The hiking and rafting has been great, but my body hurts all over as a result. More than anything else, I need to strengthen my knees. They are hurting constantly these days. I must spend some time over the next three weeks to get them ready for standing frequently during the school day. If I don't, it will be a LONG year. I find juggling exercise, my family, my sanity, and my job one of the most frustrating aspects of narcolepsy. All of them take energy from me, but all of them are vitally necessary.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Internet Interruption
I love that I am constantly learning new things about myself. While a portion of that statement is facetious, I do like that I am open enough to recognize important factors about my mental and physical health. So, we are on vacation. Gatlinburg has been great, but my sinuses has not. I am also furious that my resort DOES offer an internet connection, but for a fee. I realized this after returning from McDonald's on Sunday. My rage only increased when I learned that the resort's internet is provided by Wayport. While Wayport has been around for a while, apparently the company is now owned by AT&T. The irony is that I am supposed to be able to connect to AT&T wifi because of my own internet connection at home. In fact, I used the Wayport connection at McDonald's! I finally caved in and paid for 24 hours on our room connection. I needed to do that.
My health woes have made for a long week, but it has also been hard because I don't do well when I have "unstructured" time. We have done some hiking, gone white water rafting, and visited the Aquarium of the Smokies. Those activities have been awesome. Unfortunately, those things drained me (because I have narcolepsy) and left me sitting around our townhouse at the resort. When I don't have ways to distract myself, I tend to get stuck in my own head. To avoid that I have watched a ridiculous amount of TV. I would have done far more productive things had I had an internet connection, but that was not possible. I also knew that trying to DO other things would be a disaster, since my limited excursions have left me wiped out. That might be the most frustrating aspect of this. This trip is the first long one that we have taken since I have begun to figure out how to live effectively with my narcolepsy. Unfortunately, I was not prepared for it. The lack of the internet connection, coupled with how much two LONG days in the car took out of me, has made it difficult for me to be upbeat. I also know that I am bring down the moods of my wife and my daughter. We are having fun, but my limited participation certainly impacts them.
I am now in hour 30 of a killer sinus headache too. It improves at times, but on the whole, the dull and constant pain in my left temple is getting old (to say the least). I skipped the hike this morning in hopes that I would feel better, but it made no difference. I am also afraid that I will get worse when we spend two days in the car driving home. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a good day. We plan to visit some of the shops on the craft circle - an eight mile loop of various artisans. It should be a blast, but all of us are under the weather. We certainly will not push ourselves, but it is definitely a burden on my wife. She clearly has a cold, but is trying to pick up my slack. I am doing my best to stay positive and engage with my wife and daughter, but there is only so much that my body can give. I will attempt to keep smiling and give everything that I can!
My health woes have made for a long week, but it has also been hard because I don't do well when I have "unstructured" time. We have done some hiking, gone white water rafting, and visited the Aquarium of the Smokies. Those activities have been awesome. Unfortunately, those things drained me (because I have narcolepsy) and left me sitting around our townhouse at the resort. When I don't have ways to distract myself, I tend to get stuck in my own head. To avoid that I have watched a ridiculous amount of TV. I would have done far more productive things had I had an internet connection, but that was not possible. I also knew that trying to DO other things would be a disaster, since my limited excursions have left me wiped out. That might be the most frustrating aspect of this. This trip is the first long one that we have taken since I have begun to figure out how to live effectively with my narcolepsy. Unfortunately, I was not prepared for it. The lack of the internet connection, coupled with how much two LONG days in the car took out of me, has made it difficult for me to be upbeat. I also know that I am bring down the moods of my wife and my daughter. We are having fun, but my limited participation certainly impacts them.
I am now in hour 30 of a killer sinus headache too. It improves at times, but on the whole, the dull and constant pain in my left temple is getting old (to say the least). I skipped the hike this morning in hopes that I would feel better, but it made no difference. I am also afraid that I will get worse when we spend two days in the car driving home. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a good day. We plan to visit some of the shops on the craft circle - an eight mile loop of various artisans. It should be a blast, but all of us are under the weather. We certainly will not push ourselves, but it is definitely a burden on my wife. She clearly has a cold, but is trying to pick up my slack. I am doing my best to stay positive and engage with my wife and daughter, but there is only so much that my body can give. I will attempt to keep smiling and give everything that I can!
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Wild (weird) Week
I am struggling to believe that I went aq week without posting. Sadly, that is in fact the reality, though. I found myself overwhelmed by meetings and events for most of the past week, and on Friday morning we departed on our trip. The strategic planning meetings on Monday and Tuesday were incredible, but they overwhelmed my body on Wednesday. I did still manage to get some housework and yard work done, though. Unfortunately, that effort coupled with more meetings and errands on Thursday left me FAR behind in my trip preparations. I stumbled out of our office on Thursday night around 11 PM, took one dose of Xyrem, and knew that I would need to get up as early as possible without a second one because I still had far too much to do. It was also the second night in a row with a solo dose.
I did manage to get up between 4:30 and 5 AM, but I still delayed our departure by nearly an hour and a half. Fortunately, my wife and daughter remained calm. I did do some driving (about an hour and a half in the middle of that leg), but it wiped me out. We also got stuck in ridiculous traffic around Chicago. Being the car so long and the fact that I was baking on my side of the car left me with a horrific headache. Fortunately, my wife and daughter still went and enjoyed the dunes on Lake Michigan. Unfortunately, I was unable to awaken for my second dose that night, thus it was three nights with only one dose of Xyrem. The trip from northern Indiana to Tennessee was even longer than Friday's drive. Again, my wife did a bulk of the driving, but I again took a 1.5 hour section in the middle. I was fading badly at the end, and we wound up snapping at each other, but reconciled over lunch. The worst part of the trip came at the end. After 550 miles of driving, we spent nearly two hours covering the final 30 miles because traffic into Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg, TN is so awful. Again, I was shot and baking.
I did get an okay sleep last night, but am also frustrated because our resort only has ONE internet computer available for guests. At some of their other resorts, they at least make wifi available in the lobby of the clubhouse, but at this one they CHARGE for it! So, I am sitting in the parking lot of a McDonald's using my new Qwest WiFi (available through AT&T). Of course, it took forever to make the connection work right, so I am only going to get a couple of chances to write on my blog. Worse, I truly had hoped to do a little work while I was here. Hopefully, I will work something out. I certainly plan to enjoy our vacation, but this is the first long trip that we have taken with me trying to cope honestly with my narcolepsy. I functioned poorly today (at best). We are going hiking tomorrow and rafting on Tuesday. While I am excited about those activities, I am also worried that I will be unable to do much else. I know that will frustrate my wife and daughter. We will see what tomorrow brings, though. I need to run now. I need to get gas for our car and to get groceries.
I did manage to get up between 4:30 and 5 AM, but I still delayed our departure by nearly an hour and a half. Fortunately, my wife and daughter remained calm. I did do some driving (about an hour and a half in the middle of that leg), but it wiped me out. We also got stuck in ridiculous traffic around Chicago. Being the car so long and the fact that I was baking on my side of the car left me with a horrific headache. Fortunately, my wife and daughter still went and enjoyed the dunes on Lake Michigan. Unfortunately, I was unable to awaken for my second dose that night, thus it was three nights with only one dose of Xyrem. The trip from northern Indiana to Tennessee was even longer than Friday's drive. Again, my wife did a bulk of the driving, but I again took a 1.5 hour section in the middle. I was fading badly at the end, and we wound up snapping at each other, but reconciled over lunch. The worst part of the trip came at the end. After 550 miles of driving, we spent nearly two hours covering the final 30 miles because traffic into Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg, TN is so awful. Again, I was shot and baking.
I did get an okay sleep last night, but am also frustrated because our resort only has ONE internet computer available for guests. At some of their other resorts, they at least make wifi available in the lobby of the clubhouse, but at this one they CHARGE for it! So, I am sitting in the parking lot of a McDonald's using my new Qwest WiFi (available through AT&T). Of course, it took forever to make the connection work right, so I am only going to get a couple of chances to write on my blog. Worse, I truly had hoped to do a little work while I was here. Hopefully, I will work something out. I certainly plan to enjoy our vacation, but this is the first long trip that we have taken with me trying to cope honestly with my narcolepsy. I functioned poorly today (at best). We are going hiking tomorrow and rafting on Tuesday. While I am excited about those activities, I am also worried that I will be unable to do much else. I know that will frustrate my wife and daughter. We will see what tomorrow brings, though. I need to run now. I need to get gas for our car and to get groceries.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Sleepy Sunday
The day was definitely low key at my house today. My daughter had a friend here over night, and the two of them had fun creating a movie on my MacBook Pro. They also played air hockey, goofed around, and enjoyed the Wii. My wife spent most of the day resting, but is getting to some of the chores now. She is definitely feeling some pressure because we are leaving on vacation this Thursday. Thus, we need to get the house cleaned and have a number of ducks in a row before we hop in the car. Not only is she thinking about the work at home, but also she needs to get a number of things done at her office. Plus, her husband with narcolepsy is not a big help in crunch times - oops!
I spent the day puttering, but I did get some things done. I washed some dishes and finally cleaned off our dining room table. I am still hoping to get a couple more things done before I head to bed. More than anything, though, I used the day to recharge a bit. I tried to let go of my worries, appreciating the things that I did get done. Hopefully, my lack of fretting will continue throughout the week, allowing me to maintain my energy and to accomplish a few more tasks in the process. I definitely need for that to happen, but sometimes my body and my narcolepsy make their own plans. It does not help that I have two six hour meetings on Monday and Tuesday up at school. In the end, though, things will be what they are, and we will still leave on our vacation regardless. Life is funny that way.
I spent the day puttering, but I did get some things done. I washed some dishes and finally cleaned off our dining room table. I am still hoping to get a couple more things done before I head to bed. More than anything, though, I used the day to recharge a bit. I tried to let go of my worries, appreciating the things that I did get done. Hopefully, my lack of fretting will continue throughout the week, allowing me to maintain my energy and to accomplish a few more tasks in the process. I definitely need for that to happen, but sometimes my body and my narcolepsy make their own plans. It does not help that I have two six hour meetings on Monday and Tuesday up at school. In the end, though, things will be what they are, and we will still leave on our vacation regardless. Life is funny that way.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Sluggish, but Sane
I chose not to push myself at all today. While I desperately want to be more productive, I knew after yesterday that I would be a fool to drive myself today. Thus, I got up slowly and thoroughly enjoyed the long "talk time" with my wife. It amazes me each week how wonderful it is just to spend time in honest conversation with her. I also know that those exchanges are a huge part of why my love for her deepens every day. After we finished, I attempted the crossword and finished the sudoku in the StarTribune. Then, I played some Animal Crossing, which is rapidly becoming my favorite mindless past time.
My wife asked me today how I can enjoy it because there is no "objective" to the game. But, I think that is what I like about it. Before my narcolepsy became intolerable, I enjoyed fishing. What was good about it for me is that I could sit and do nothing, but not get stressed out. Ordinarily, lounging causes me immense amounts of stress because my brain wants me to do things. In fact, it uses quiet times to inundate me with a myriad of unfinished tasks, but fishing WAS something. I could be focused on the process of casting and retrieving, blocking out the normal litany from my mind. Animal Crossing definitely fills a similar role, partly because I spend a decent amount of my time in the game fishing. I will need to be careful of my time with this one, but it is a good way for me to use my downtime in a restful way.
I did manage to help clean our kitchen. I even put away a few of the piles from our dining room table. Hopefully, I will have a bit more energy tomorrow. The most important aspect of the day, though, is that I am at peace with what I did and what I left undone. Much of my stress earlier this week centered on what I have not finished yet for this coming school year. The reality is that I still have time to get things done, and I am a part of an amazing team. We made significant strides on Thursday and Friday. I am willing to guess we will have even more success on this coming Thursday. I need to remember that I have already been more efficient this summer than I have been at any point in my teaching career. I still want to do more, and I will. But, I deserve congratulations for the work I have done thus far. Plus, it will do me no good to make myself sick well before the school year begins. Summer has to be about me regaining energy so I can be effective during the school year. I truly do not know what tomorrow will bring, but I will do my best to get one or two things done, and I will make sure that I continue to take the breaks that my body needs to rebuild my reserves.
My wife asked me today how I can enjoy it because there is no "objective" to the game. But, I think that is what I like about it. Before my narcolepsy became intolerable, I enjoyed fishing. What was good about it for me is that I could sit and do nothing, but not get stressed out. Ordinarily, lounging causes me immense amounts of stress because my brain wants me to do things. In fact, it uses quiet times to inundate me with a myriad of unfinished tasks, but fishing WAS something. I could be focused on the process of casting and retrieving, blocking out the normal litany from my mind. Animal Crossing definitely fills a similar role, partly because I spend a decent amount of my time in the game fishing. I will need to be careful of my time with this one, but it is a good way for me to use my downtime in a restful way.
I did manage to help clean our kitchen. I even put away a few of the piles from our dining room table. Hopefully, I will have a bit more energy tomorrow. The most important aspect of the day, though, is that I am at peace with what I did and what I left undone. Much of my stress earlier this week centered on what I have not finished yet for this coming school year. The reality is that I still have time to get things done, and I am a part of an amazing team. We made significant strides on Thursday and Friday. I am willing to guess we will have even more success on this coming Thursday. I need to remember that I have already been more efficient this summer than I have been at any point in my teaching career. I still want to do more, and I will. But, I deserve congratulations for the work I have done thus far. Plus, it will do me no good to make myself sick well before the school year begins. Summer has to be about me regaining energy so I can be effective during the school year. I truly do not know what tomorrow will bring, but I will do my best to get one or two things done, and I will make sure that I continue to take the breaks that my body needs to rebuild my reserves.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Pulsating Pain
My head feels like it is in a vice. The headache started around 3 PM today, and it is progressively building. Somehow, I managed to go get my daughter around 4 PM. Then, my wife, my daughter, three of my daughter's friends, and I went to a play at my school. Thankfully, my wife drove. I survived the play and even managed to laugh, but the pain is making it difficult to see at the moment. As always the pain is completely centered in my sinuses. I have no doubt that something rotten is happening in there. My ENT's office never did call with the culture results, but I am sure that they were negative.
I would guess that this headache is my body's signal to me that I have pushed far too hard at the end of this week. I have not rested much, even on my "off days," and for the past two days, I have had intense three hour meetings. My colleagues and I have been planning, which has been a blast. Because we are making significant progress, I have no doubt that this coming school year will be even better than last year. That said, though, I overtaxed my body during these past two days because I wanted to get even more done for school. Hopefully, a night of sleep and an extremely low key weekend will allow me to recuperate, so I can work toward a healthier balance next week. Of course, I have two all day meetings on Monday and Tuesday, a evening gathering on Wednesday, another team planning meeting on Thursday morning, and a road trip to Tennessee immediately after that Thursday meeting. I do not have high hopes for my body "settling" within the next week. Oh well, this too is just another joy of narcolepsy. I do get better at rolling with punches like this one (but I still don't like them).
I would guess that this headache is my body's signal to me that I have pushed far too hard at the end of this week. I have not rested much, even on my "off days," and for the past two days, I have had intense three hour meetings. My colleagues and I have been planning, which has been a blast. Because we are making significant progress, I have no doubt that this coming school year will be even better than last year. That said, though, I overtaxed my body during these past two days because I wanted to get even more done for school. Hopefully, a night of sleep and an extremely low key weekend will allow me to recuperate, so I can work toward a healthier balance next week. Of course, I have two all day meetings on Monday and Tuesday, a evening gathering on Wednesday, another team planning meeting on Thursday morning, and a road trip to Tennessee immediately after that Thursday meeting. I do not have high hopes for my body "settling" within the next week. Oh well, this too is just another joy of narcolepsy. I do get better at rolling with punches like this one (but I still don't like them).
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Meandering Moodiness
While today was slightly better than yesterday, I have yet to find any traction this week. That said, I did enjoy my day. My daughter and I continued to enjoy her new Wii game. Animal Crossing is ridiculously silly. You essentially fish, catch bugs, run errands for your neighbors, and dig up fossils. At the same time, it is hilarious. I must admit that the best part is spending time with my daughter. Although we did manage to limit the Wii time, it was still past noon when we "finished." We then went to lunch and took in a movie together. I do believe that things went well, but I still worry that I am not connecting with her enough.
I did manage to do one thing for my wife today. I got groceries, which we desperately needed. At the driving in the afternoon, I was a tad worried about driving again, but I rested for an hour before going shopping. Still, the trip to the store finished me for the night. I was able to let go of my anxiety over the things that I have not even started yet for my meeting in the morning. I think I can get a couple things done when I wake up, but I doubt I will have it all finished. Hopefully, my colleagues will understand and forgive me. I also have an appointment with my sleep doctor tomorrow. I need to pull together some questions for him. The appointment should go fine, but I also wish I had a firmer grasp on my current mental state. I am not sure how well my meds are working, but worry about trying to ask for anonther stimulant. We will see.
This needs to be short tonight because I need to get to sleep. I am painfully aware that my own inability to re-establish any sense of a schedule has been reeking havoc with my entire state of being - mentally, physically, emotionally. The good news is that I still have a week and a half of July. Then, I will get three weeks of August before school starts. That is a tremendous amount of time, but I must start moving in a better direction.
I did manage to do one thing for my wife today. I got groceries, which we desperately needed. At the driving in the afternoon, I was a tad worried about driving again, but I rested for an hour before going shopping. Still, the trip to the store finished me for the night. I was able to let go of my anxiety over the things that I have not even started yet for my meeting in the morning. I think I can get a couple things done when I wake up, but I doubt I will have it all finished. Hopefully, my colleagues will understand and forgive me. I also have an appointment with my sleep doctor tomorrow. I need to pull together some questions for him. The appointment should go fine, but I also wish I had a firmer grasp on my current mental state. I am not sure how well my meds are working, but worry about trying to ask for anonther stimulant. We will see.
This needs to be short tonight because I need to get to sleep. I am painfully aware that my own inability to re-establish any sense of a schedule has been reeking havoc with my entire state of being - mentally, physically, emotionally. The good news is that I still have a week and a half of July. Then, I will get three weeks of August before school starts. That is a tremendous amount of time, but I must start moving in a better direction.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Deepening Depression
Today was hard. I had an okay day, but I truly felt paralyzed when it came to doing any work. There is so much on my plate, and I have no idea where to begin. Confusing the situation is the sensation that I have not done much just for me recently. Many of my actions have "helped" me and others, but I occasionally have this burgeoning sensation of selfishness. I feel like I need to take a few days and just do things for me - read books that I want to read, watch movies that I want to watch, and let everything else go. Unfortunately, such an option is as unrealistic as my desire to clean the entire house in a day. One, I cannot afford for me to take those days because I need to help my wife and I need to get ready for the school year. Two, even if I COULD take the days, my brain would not let me. I would still not be able to focus even if I was doing things just for me. Instead, I would question whether that "me time" was warranted. If that sounds crazy, I can assure you, it also feels crazy.
I know that my continued sleepiness is a major factor in my indecision. When I am this rundown, I do not do well with decision-making. Also contributing to my consternation today was the cool and rainy nature of the day. The atmospheric pressure was literally weighing on my mind. Sadly, tomorrow may be more of the same. I also MUST do a better job of putting some structure to my day. Without any, I meander all of the place. It is imperative that I make a daily schedule a habit for myself. By doing so, I will be able to manage my day and my sanity with far greater balance.
Of course, all of these thoughts must be framed within the reality of my narcolepsy. No matter how good I get at setting a schedule, or accepting the weather, or handling difficult days, in the end, I will always feel tired even with my medication, even with the best night of sleep that I can get. That is the hard truth. I also know that I will invariably encounter "off days" because of the nature of narcolepsy. It is impossible to believe that I will be able to accept the constant sleepiness that I will have every day for the rest of my life. Eventually, my frustrations will build to the point that I need to rail against my disease for a time. I do hope that I will spread out those rotten days at wider and wider intervals, but I must accept that they will never go away. I hate that, but it is my life.
To end on an upbeat note, I did have fun playing a new game on our Wii today. My daughter bought Animal Crossing: City Folk. The game is super cute, and she and I both have a character in the town. While I must be careful (because this type of adventure game could consume me), I loved playing and watching the game with her. It was a silly and light-hearted moment for the two of us. I am sure we will play a little tomorrow too, but we are also going to have an adventure. Hopefully, that excurision will provide some fun for the two of us AND some structure for me.
I know that my continued sleepiness is a major factor in my indecision. When I am this rundown, I do not do well with decision-making. Also contributing to my consternation today was the cool and rainy nature of the day. The atmospheric pressure was literally weighing on my mind. Sadly, tomorrow may be more of the same. I also MUST do a better job of putting some structure to my day. Without any, I meander all of the place. It is imperative that I make a daily schedule a habit for myself. By doing so, I will be able to manage my day and my sanity with far greater balance.
Of course, all of these thoughts must be framed within the reality of my narcolepsy. No matter how good I get at setting a schedule, or accepting the weather, or handling difficult days, in the end, I will always feel tired even with my medication, even with the best night of sleep that I can get. That is the hard truth. I also know that I will invariably encounter "off days" because of the nature of narcolepsy. It is impossible to believe that I will be able to accept the constant sleepiness that I will have every day for the rest of my life. Eventually, my frustrations will build to the point that I need to rail against my disease for a time. I do hope that I will spread out those rotten days at wider and wider intervals, but I must accept that they will never go away. I hate that, but it is my life.
To end on an upbeat note, I did have fun playing a new game on our Wii today. My daughter bought Animal Crossing: City Folk. The game is super cute, and she and I both have a character in the town. While I must be careful (because this type of adventure game could consume me), I loved playing and watching the game with her. It was a silly and light-hearted moment for the two of us. I am sure we will play a little tomorrow too, but we are also going to have an adventure. Hopefully, that excurision will provide some fun for the two of us AND some structure for me.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Trouble Tracking
Today has been odd. I know that I got things done, but I just don't feel like I did much. I had trouble getting going this morning. Some of that is residue from this weekend - I know that Mondays are hard when I have pushed during the weekend (and that definitely happened between the anxiety and the excitement of the play plus the physical exertion of striking the set). I also know that some of my discomfort today is connected to the numerous things that I feel looming in my life. Whether it is work for school or the multitude of house projects, there is much to do and the time is slowly dwindling. The hardest part is knowing that I probably can't get to everything that I would like to do. Well, that and the fact that I want to finish everything within a day. I do find it funny that my baseline is still, "I should be able to do that by the end of the day." At least I know it is ridiculous, but I still experience some emotional push back from my subconscious.
I did manage to take care of a few things for school today. Mostly, I got our writing curriculum books to two of my three colleagues. Hopefully, I will take care of the third person before the end of the week. I also did a little shopping for myself, and I had a great conversation with a couple of friends. While those interactions were unplanned, there were wonderfully refreshing. I just wish that I wouldn't do my mental calculus after them (I just spent 30 minutes talking to that person, which means I can only get to this now...). Just one more aspect of my anxiety and my narcolepsy having a little party in my brain. More than anything, today is reminding me that I need to set schedules for my days like this. As nice as it is that my daughter does not have rehearsal every afternoon, that event forced a small amount of scheduling into my days. Now, things are too open, and I run the risk of that paralyzing me. Hopefully, tomorrow will feel more productive. I also have some time tonight that I can use to my advantage.
Finally, I need to mention that I did advocate for myself today. My wife just scheduled her conference for October. While we knew that her annual medical writers conference is in direct conflict of my Narcolepsy Network, we have already planned that we are both going to attend our conferences. However, when she mentioned signing up for hers, I then asked if we could get things in order for my conference. I definitely hope that we can do that soon. While it is not much, knowing that I have a flight to Jacksonville and a hotel room will take some pressure off of the many things on my mind. Silly, yes, but real.
I did manage to take care of a few things for school today. Mostly, I got our writing curriculum books to two of my three colleagues. Hopefully, I will take care of the third person before the end of the week. I also did a little shopping for myself, and I had a great conversation with a couple of friends. While those interactions were unplanned, there were wonderfully refreshing. I just wish that I wouldn't do my mental calculus after them (I just spent 30 minutes talking to that person, which means I can only get to this now...). Just one more aspect of my anxiety and my narcolepsy having a little party in my brain. More than anything, today is reminding me that I need to set schedules for my days like this. As nice as it is that my daughter does not have rehearsal every afternoon, that event forced a small amount of scheduling into my days. Now, things are too open, and I run the risk of that paralyzing me. Hopefully, tomorrow will feel more productive. I also have some time tonight that I can use to my advantage.
Finally, I need to mention that I did advocate for myself today. My wife just scheduled her conference for October. While we knew that her annual medical writers conference is in direct conflict of my Narcolepsy Network, we have already planned that we are both going to attend our conferences. However, when she mentioned signing up for hers, I then asked if we could get things in order for my conference. I definitely hope that we can do that soon. While it is not much, knowing that I have a flight to Jacksonville and a hotel room will take some pressure off of the many things on my mind. Silly, yes, but real.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Slow Sunday
Everyone got up late in our house today. As always, I was the first one up - Xyrem in a midnight and 3 AM means I am awake at 8-8:30 am. Today was no different. Of course, the physical exertion of cleaning up last night and the emotional strain of watching my daughter left me completely washed out. My wife finally arose around 10:45, and we got my daughter up at 11:15. I have no doubt that the stress of the play drained both of them. While my daughter loved the entire experience, she expended ridiculous amounts of energy, especially in the last seven days. As Alice, she was literally on the stage every moment of the play, and she gave to the audience for the full 95-100 minutes both nights. For my poor wife, the drain can primarily from insane nervous energy. I have seen my wife stressed about her own presentations, but that is nothing compared to her fretting over our daughter's performance. Since our daughter has definitely been bitten by the performance bug, I am hoping that my wife's anxiety will start to settle down.
Once we got up, we did nothing. I don't think any of us had much motivation today. We did decide to check out Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. We loved the film, but even that trip to the film depleted the minimal energy that any of us had. I got home and felt like collapsing. Thankfully, my wife was able to let go of her own concerns about getting work done. I definitely would have found it more difficult to shut down tonight had my wife tried to push herself to do more work, partly because she has done a bulk of the work that was required from parents for the play. I sincerely hope that I can get back into a better groove in this coming week. I certainly have done a decent job, but I want to find a healthier balance in my work efforts and my exercising.
Although today was incredibly low key, it is wonderful to realize that we were able to have a day like this as a family. Far too often, we have isolated on days like this one. Or, one or two of us will be frenetic, while someone else shuts down. Rather than begrudging each other, we celebrated our fatigue together. As the PWN in the family, I truly appreciate that. As I have said many times, my wife and my daughter are the two people who I still worry about disappointing. Thus, days like today can be dangerous for me. Instead, today was heavenly.
Once we got up, we did nothing. I don't think any of us had much motivation today. We did decide to check out Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. We loved the film, but even that trip to the film depleted the minimal energy that any of us had. I got home and felt like collapsing. Thankfully, my wife was able to let go of her own concerns about getting work done. I definitely would have found it more difficult to shut down tonight had my wife tried to push herself to do more work, partly because she has done a bulk of the work that was required from parents for the play. I sincerely hope that I can get back into a better groove in this coming week. I certainly have done a decent job, but I want to find a healthier balance in my work efforts and my exercising.
Although today was incredibly low key, it is wonderful to realize that we were able to have a day like this as a family. Far too often, we have isolated on days like this one. Or, one or two of us will be frenetic, while someone else shuts down. Rather than begrudging each other, we celebrated our fatigue together. As the PWN in the family, I truly appreciate that. As I have said many times, my wife and my daughter are the two people who I still worry about disappointing. Thus, days like today can be dangerous for me. Instead, today was heavenly.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Magical Madness
The hour is late. We just got home from the set strike from my daughter's play. Technically, my wife and I got home just now from set strike; my daughter just got home from the cast party. Today was an insane whirlwind of activity. After having the first full night of Xyrem after three days of half doses, I was slow to rise this morning. I eventually got up and let my wife and daughter sleep. They were both wiped out after the stress and the exultation of yesterday's performance. I played a little on the Wii, did the crossword, and got a couple of things together for my MOONS-MN gathering. Then, when my wife did wake up, we had our weekly "talk time."
I truly enjoy our weekly ritual, but today was extra special because we basically talk about how much we both enjoyed seeing our daughter perform. Soon, though, I needed to get ready for MOONS. I got to the MOONS meeting early because we had to use a different room this time. Park Nicollet Methodist Hospital was doing maintenance work in our usual room. The new spot was tough to find. I did try to put up some signs, but then stood near the entrance to the hospital to make sure people knew where to go. I also wound up going up and down the stairs repeatedly because our usual meeting room is down one floor. Thankfully, I spotted most folks and got them to the room. The afternoon was a blast because we had 11 people there simply sharing their stories and chatting about life with narcolepsy. One of the best things was the age range. We spanned from 21 up to 80. I have high hopes for the direction that MOONS continues to take.
After the meeting broke up, I had to hop back in my car to get home. Traffic was rotten, so I got home at 5:05. Fifteen minutes later we were in the car heading for my daughter's show. My wife and I helped clean the floor before the performance because there was still popcorn crumbs in many spots. Then we did other odd jobs. The performance was even better tonight, and our daughter was radiant yet again. I am thrilled that this was such a good experience for her. Finally, our daughter got to hang out with her friends on the cast, while my wife and I helped get everything in order.
Although it is late, and I will definitely pay for the energy I exerted today, everything was worth it. The time with my wife and the MOONS meeting would have made for an awesome day if only one had happened. But the fact that both took place today, AND I got to see my daughter light up the stage yet again, makes this a day to remember. Crazy and chaotic though it was, the day was glorious.
I truly enjoy our weekly ritual, but today was extra special because we basically talk about how much we both enjoyed seeing our daughter perform. Soon, though, I needed to get ready for MOONS. I got to the MOONS meeting early because we had to use a different room this time. Park Nicollet Methodist Hospital was doing maintenance work in our usual room. The new spot was tough to find. I did try to put up some signs, but then stood near the entrance to the hospital to make sure people knew where to go. I also wound up going up and down the stairs repeatedly because our usual meeting room is down one floor. Thankfully, I spotted most folks and got them to the room. The afternoon was a blast because we had 11 people there simply sharing their stories and chatting about life with narcolepsy. One of the best things was the age range. We spanned from 21 up to 80. I have high hopes for the direction that MOONS continues to take.
After the meeting broke up, I had to hop back in my car to get home. Traffic was rotten, so I got home at 5:05. Fifteen minutes later we were in the car heading for my daughter's show. My wife and I helped clean the floor before the performance because there was still popcorn crumbs in many spots. Then we did other odd jobs. The performance was even better tonight, and our daughter was radiant yet again. I am thrilled that this was such a good experience for her. Finally, our daughter got to hang out with her friends on the cast, while my wife and I helped get everything in order.
Although it is late, and I will definitely pay for the energy I exerted today, everything was worth it. The time with my wife and the MOONS meeting would have made for an awesome day if only one had happened. But the fact that both took place today, AND I got to see my daughter light up the stage yet again, makes this a day to remember. Crazy and chaotic though it was, the day was glorious.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Properly Proud Papa
I rarely post twice in the same day, but I needed to write this immediately upon returning home. My daughter was amazing. The entire show came together phenomenally well, but my daughter's performance took my breath away. Her acting already has impressed me in the past, but what she did on stage tonight blew my mind. She stayed in character the entire time, even though she is on the stage the entire time. She even created some ad lib when one of the performers was late to the stage. If I had only seen her act tonight, I would be walking on a cloud for weeks. She was that good! And, the fact that the entire cast pulled together as they did tonight is a true testament to the hard work these kids have all put into the show.
What I was completely unprepared for, though, was the stunning beauty of my daughter's voice. I have heard my daughter sing before. I have even heard her sing the songs to this show. But, my daughter apparently has a WHOLE different gear for "performing." She sang with power, grace, style, and energy tonight. Her range is impressive, particularly considering her lack of any formal voice training. Even more impressive, though, was the richness and strength in her tone. She injected tremendous emotion into her words. Her big solos are in the second half of the show, after spending a full hour under the lights speaking and performing non-stop during Act I. The fact that she could still speak is incredible, but her first song in particular literally made people cry it was so touching. And while the lyrics are a small piece of that, far more of the tenderness was due to the way my daughter sang it. I am awed by her.
What I was completely unprepared for, though, was the stunning beauty of my daughter's voice. I have heard my daughter sing before. I have even heard her sing the songs to this show. But, my daughter apparently has a WHOLE different gear for "performing." She sang with power, grace, style, and energy tonight. Her range is impressive, particularly considering her lack of any formal voice training. Even more impressive, though, was the richness and strength in her tone. She injected tremendous emotion into her words. Her big solos are in the second half of the show, after spending a full hour under the lights speaking and performing non-stop during Act I. The fact that she could still speak is incredible, but her first song in particular literally made people cry it was so touching. And while the lyrics are a small piece of that, far more of the tenderness was due to the way my daughter sang it. I am awed by her.
Paying Penance
In the cosmic ebb and flow of my life, I knew a day like today was coming soon. Last night, for the third night in a row, I did not make it to my bed until "today" (meaning post-midnight). While it is summer, and I do not have looming deadlines, I can ill afford to get wildly off my regular schedule. The transition back would take me one to two weeks at least. That said, I am then faced with getting up after only one dose of Xyrem. That prospect is also rotten because I eventually get overly run down and cranky. I finally decided last night that I would actually do my second dose of Xyrem at 4 AM and would then be way off my regular routine.
Instead, I slept through the alarm until 5:15 AM. Since today is the opening show in my daughter's play, I figured I'd better not risk sleeping the entire morning away. Thus, I rose at 5:30 AM after only the one dose of Xyrem. Needless to say, I feel terrible today. My body is furious that I have not gotten nearly enough sleep of late. I also am feeling bizarre pains in the strangest of places because I have done little exercising this past week. I am so "off" that I actually had a sleep attack mid-morning while trying to do some work. I know it is bad when my sleep attacks are strong than 30 mg of amphetamine less than 2 hours after I have taken it.
Fortunately, the day has been extremely low key at our home. I had hoped to run some errands, but I realized mid-morning that it would be unwise for me to try. Instead, I simply plodded my way through some work for school. It was nothing more than data entry, but it will help us throughout the year. One of my greatest lessons from my narcolepsy is to accept the situation at hand and then to allow myself to adjust to it. Even a year ago, my day going sour would have derailed me completely. That would be bad on any day, but if I had lost my cool today, it would have been grossly unfair to my daughter (and my wife).
Underlying the normal zaniness of our home, a subtle (yet overt) pressure has been building all week. Tonight at 7 PM CDT, my daughter will perform with other children from her school - Wonderland! The Musical Misadventures of a Girl Named Alice. Given my daughter's personality, the tension would have been mounting even if her role was nothing more than a chorus member, but she is actually Alice in the show. She definitely has worked hard and is super excited, but her butterflies are likely the size of Mothra right now. AND, her mother (my wife) might be even more nervous. I have no doubt that she will be fantastic, but I also know that my daughter is like me, so she will dwell on every missed line and bad note. Our daugher will be on the stage for the entire performance, has approximately 300 lines, and sing the majority of two of the songs as solos. In other words, she is working her tail off the entire time. Having run lines with her, I know she will be spectacular and the show will be a hit.
But, even "knowing" that, it would have been unwise for me to risk coming unglued today. Beyond working on my few minor items, I tried to help my wife and to support my daughter. I also worked to keep the mood light. I suggested that we watch Shakespeare in Love. Not only is an "actor's movie" with all of the behind the scenes silliness, but also it is a great reminder that "it all works out in the end." As Henslowe says, we don't know why or how - it's a mystery. I think it is important for my daugher to have that in mind for tonight. The cast has first graders through graduated eighth graders in it. They also have NEVER had an uninterrupted run through of the play - the music director is a tad flaky. When the first "complete" run is on opening night, it can be unnerving. But I am hoping that my daughter can remember that as long as they smile, laugh, sing, and do most of their lines in order, everyone will adore the show.
My final regret in all of this, though, is that part of me wishes that I did not have to go tonight. Truth be told, I am too tired to appreciate it. Nevertheless, I would not miss this for the world. My daughter is far too important to me to let my narcolepsy get in the way. At the same time, I dearly hope that I will be able to forgive myself if I fall asleep at her show. I don't think that will happen, but anything is possible, especially the way I am feeling today. And, even as I write that I realize that I have yet to take my second dose of amphetamine for today - oops! I LOVE this crazy condition. I need to get those meds right now, but my error may just be the thing that keeps me awake through the entire show.
Instead, I slept through the alarm until 5:15 AM. Since today is the opening show in my daughter's play, I figured I'd better not risk sleeping the entire morning away. Thus, I rose at 5:30 AM after only the one dose of Xyrem. Needless to say, I feel terrible today. My body is furious that I have not gotten nearly enough sleep of late. I also am feeling bizarre pains in the strangest of places because I have done little exercising this past week. I am so "off" that I actually had a sleep attack mid-morning while trying to do some work. I know it is bad when my sleep attacks are strong than 30 mg of amphetamine less than 2 hours after I have taken it.
Fortunately, the day has been extremely low key at our home. I had hoped to run some errands, but I realized mid-morning that it would be unwise for me to try. Instead, I simply plodded my way through some work for school. It was nothing more than data entry, but it will help us throughout the year. One of my greatest lessons from my narcolepsy is to accept the situation at hand and then to allow myself to adjust to it. Even a year ago, my day going sour would have derailed me completely. That would be bad on any day, but if I had lost my cool today, it would have been grossly unfair to my daughter (and my wife).
Underlying the normal zaniness of our home, a subtle (yet overt) pressure has been building all week. Tonight at 7 PM CDT, my daughter will perform with other children from her school - Wonderland! The Musical Misadventures of a Girl Named Alice. Given my daughter's personality, the tension would have been mounting even if her role was nothing more than a chorus member, but she is actually Alice in the show. She definitely has worked hard and is super excited, but her butterflies are likely the size of Mothra right now. AND, her mother (my wife) might be even more nervous. I have no doubt that she will be fantastic, but I also know that my daughter is like me, so she will dwell on every missed line and bad note. Our daugher will be on the stage for the entire performance, has approximately 300 lines, and sing the majority of two of the songs as solos. In other words, she is working her tail off the entire time. Having run lines with her, I know she will be spectacular and the show will be a hit.
But, even "knowing" that, it would have been unwise for me to risk coming unglued today. Beyond working on my few minor items, I tried to help my wife and to support my daughter. I also worked to keep the mood light. I suggested that we watch Shakespeare in Love. Not only is an "actor's movie" with all of the behind the scenes silliness, but also it is a great reminder that "it all works out in the end." As Henslowe says, we don't know why or how - it's a mystery. I think it is important for my daugher to have that in mind for tonight. The cast has first graders through graduated eighth graders in it. They also have NEVER had an uninterrupted run through of the play - the music director is a tad flaky. When the first "complete" run is on opening night, it can be unnerving. But I am hoping that my daughter can remember that as long as they smile, laugh, sing, and do most of their lines in order, everyone will adore the show.
My final regret in all of this, though, is that part of me wishes that I did not have to go tonight. Truth be told, I am too tired to appreciate it. Nevertheless, I would not miss this for the world. My daughter is far too important to me to let my narcolepsy get in the way. At the same time, I dearly hope that I will be able to forgive myself if I fall asleep at her show. I don't think that will happen, but anything is possible, especially the way I am feeling today. And, even as I write that I realize that I have yet to take my second dose of amphetamine for today - oops! I LOVE this crazy condition. I need to get those meds right now, but my error may just be the thing that keeps me awake through the entire show.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Partial Productivity
The last day or so have gone decently for me. While I do still feel adrift, I am having spurts of success when it comes to knocking one or two things off my ever-growing list. Beyond the finances, I filed somethings in our office, and I managed to get some tasks done for MOONS-MN. Most importantly, I got invitations out to others for the MOONS-MN gathering this coming Saturday, July 18. I definitely hope that a few people can make it. We are trying to have a few gatherings that are more social in nature because we know that many people want to have MOONS be more of a support group.
The best part about getting the emails and the U.S. Mail sent is that I will not feel any guilt or shame now, regardless of the turn out on Saturday. Had I been unable to accomplish those tasks, though, I am sure that I would have blamed myself for any failures (real or imagined) that might have happened. I definitely wish at times that I did not have this overdeveloped sense of responsibility. The reality is that I can only do so much, and I am honestly putting forth my best effort. I also feel good that I am making progress in helping get MOONS more organized - many hands truly do make light work.
One goal that I do have for today is to put closer to one thing around my house. I am not sure yet whether that will be our office (or at least the clutter on the desks - since there is MORE to do than I can accomplish in a day) or cleaning the kitchen completely. I feel like I am slowly wrapping my head around the idea of chipping slowly away at my many tasks. That is just one more piece of the lifelong journey that living with narcolepsy gives to me. I also know that I will need to spend some time this afternoon resting. My sleep last night was limited. Although I intentionally worked late, I still managed to fall asleep (post-Xyrem) in our office. Fortunately, my wife rescued me and brought me to the bed for a couple hours of decent sleep.
The best part about getting the emails and the U.S. Mail sent is that I will not feel any guilt or shame now, regardless of the turn out on Saturday. Had I been unable to accomplish those tasks, though, I am sure that I would have blamed myself for any failures (real or imagined) that might have happened. I definitely wish at times that I did not have this overdeveloped sense of responsibility. The reality is that I can only do so much, and I am honestly putting forth my best effort. I also feel good that I am making progress in helping get MOONS more organized - many hands truly do make light work.
One goal that I do have for today is to put closer to one thing around my house. I am not sure yet whether that will be our office (or at least the clutter on the desks - since there is MORE to do than I can accomplish in a day) or cleaning the kitchen completely. I feel like I am slowly wrapping my head around the idea of chipping slowly away at my many tasks. That is just one more piece of the lifelong journey that living with narcolepsy gives to me. I also know that I will need to spend some time this afternoon resting. My sleep last night was limited. Although I intentionally worked late, I still managed to fall asleep (post-Xyrem) in our office. Fortunately, my wife rescued me and brought me to the bed for a couple hours of decent sleep.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Birthday of Beauty
Today is my wife's birthday. Hopefully, I have done enough (and will continue to do enough) to let her know how much I adore her. One of my greatest frustrations with narcolepsy is that it often keeps me from doting on my wife to the levels that she deserves. She is truly amazing. Beyond putting up with me, my wife manages to excel at an incredibly difficult job, to provide tremendous care to our daughter, and to maintain our household at levels that dazzle me.
I do hope that other people have been able to marry (or to be partners) with their best friend. My wife is an amazing blessing to me. She supported me throughout the awful journey that eventually led to my diagnosis, and she continued to keep my spirits up when I struggled to find the right meds. But, beyond those things, my wife provides me (and our daughter and the world) positive energy on a daily basis. She is quick to laugh and has a glorious sense of humor. She can even been childishly silly, which I love because I can too!
Yet, her magnificent intelligent regularly awes the doctors in the Department of Medicine at the University of Minnesota. My wife edits articles and grant proposals, particularly high level NIH grants. And, she is exceptional at what she does. Every physician, or other professor, who works with her raves about her talent as a writer and editor. My wife even has two published books. While multiple authors worked on the books, my wife did a vast majority of the "final" writing. The first book explored how to create a research productive department, while the second delves into effective mentoring.
The most amazing thing, though, is that my wife's great talent has nothing to do with her brilliance. Simply put, my wife is the kindest, sweetest, and most earnest person I have ever known. She goes out of her way to help others. She is also loyal to a fault. In fact, she is so loyal that she will choose honesty over self-preservation. She calls out injustice and dishonesty even when she knows that it may cost her social status. My wife exudes grace and class.
In the end, though, my wife is a person who deserves far more than the world gives her. I wish that my narcolepsy did not make it so difficult for me. I would love to shower her with gifts and affection. She deserves to be placed upon a pedestal. While I know I can't give her much, I will hold her tonight and whisper sweetly in her ear. One thing I know, simply letting my wife know how much she is appreciated will mean the world to her because she is a saint!
I do hope that other people have been able to marry (or to be partners) with their best friend. My wife is an amazing blessing to me. She supported me throughout the awful journey that eventually led to my diagnosis, and she continued to keep my spirits up when I struggled to find the right meds. But, beyond those things, my wife provides me (and our daughter and the world) positive energy on a daily basis. She is quick to laugh and has a glorious sense of humor. She can even been childishly silly, which I love because I can too!
Yet, her magnificent intelligent regularly awes the doctors in the Department of Medicine at the University of Minnesota. My wife edits articles and grant proposals, particularly high level NIH grants. And, she is exceptional at what she does. Every physician, or other professor, who works with her raves about her talent as a writer and editor. My wife even has two published books. While multiple authors worked on the books, my wife did a vast majority of the "final" writing. The first book explored how to create a research productive department, while the second delves into effective mentoring.
The most amazing thing, though, is that my wife's great talent has nothing to do with her brilliance. Simply put, my wife is the kindest, sweetest, and most earnest person I have ever known. She goes out of her way to help others. She is also loyal to a fault. In fact, she is so loyal that she will choose honesty over self-preservation. She calls out injustice and dishonesty even when she knows that it may cost her social status. My wife exudes grace and class.
In the end, though, my wife is a person who deserves far more than the world gives her. I wish that my narcolepsy did not make it so difficult for me. I would love to shower her with gifts and affection. She deserves to be placed upon a pedestal. While I know I can't give her much, I will hold her tonight and whisper sweetly in her ear. One thing I know, simply letting my wife know how much she is appreciated will mean the world to her because she is a saint!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Stretched, Stressed, Stunned
I keep thinking that I might have a calm, low-key day. I continue to be wrong. Although yesterday was fantastic, it was also draining. As a result, I awoke exhausted and completely discombobulated. I spent the first part of the morning simply getting my bearings. Eventually, though, I remembered that my lawn needed mowing - desperately. Thus, I shook out the last of my cobwebs and tried to get some blood flowing.
I do continue to question my own sanity because it used to take me thirty minutes to mow my lawn. Now that I own a push-reel mower and a lawn sweeper, it takes significantly longer. The added bonus today was that I had not mowed for nearly two weeks. My grass was frighteningly long, particularly in our front yard. When all was said and done, it took me two hours to finish the lawn, and I know that a few spots could have used more passes with the mower. The physical effort drained me, but I remain committed to doing this. I feel good about helping the environment, and an unforeseen benefit is the fact that I am getting better at letting go of some perfectionist tendencies. The reality is that I will NEVER cut every blade of grass, even if I were using a power mower. Beyond the energy drain, though, the extend time I spent on the lawn meant that I needed to get ready immediately for my MOONS-MN planning meeting.
The MOONS-MN planning meeting went extremely well, but it served as a constant reminder of my many undone tasks. We have a social gathering planned for next Saturday, July 18, which will be a fun "snack potluck." We are hoping that the afternoon provides our members with the chance to talk and to interact with one another in a casual and informal way. We also got our September 12 meeting planned. It might the most productive planning meeting that we have ever had. But, that efficiency did not diminish the gnawing sense of anxiety in the back of my brain. I just need to remember that I will keep doing my best and accept what I cannot complete and celebrate what I can.
In many ways, the toughest part of my day was yet to come. As I was on my way home, my wife called. Thankfully, I was not driving because she definitely needed to talk to me. We were on the phone together for the entire twenty minutes that it took to get me home. Then, we talked for another hour upon my arrival. My wife had an extremely difficult interaction with another parent today. It is even more frustrating because this person was essentially attacking our daughter. While some of what this individual said might be true, the reality is that this person was only looking at the situation from one point of view, not taking any of the possibilities for our daughter into account. Even more remarkable, the other person dismissed comments from my wife about some of the struggles that our daughter has experienced. By the time I got home, my wife was seething. By the time our conversation ended, I had worked my own way through seething and was simply sad and disappointed. I think the great misfortune in all of this is that as a result of one parent being overly aggressive and overly involved, two children may lose a friendship. Hopefully, that will not be the case.
I have no doubt that tomorrow will arrive with its own challenges. I hope that narcolepsy will allow me the energy I need to keep working my way back to an even keel. If not, I will do what I can, take a breath, and work to let go of all of my challenges and disappointments.
I do continue to question my own sanity because it used to take me thirty minutes to mow my lawn. Now that I own a push-reel mower and a lawn sweeper, it takes significantly longer. The added bonus today was that I had not mowed for nearly two weeks. My grass was frighteningly long, particularly in our front yard. When all was said and done, it took me two hours to finish the lawn, and I know that a few spots could have used more passes with the mower. The physical effort drained me, but I remain committed to doing this. I feel good about helping the environment, and an unforeseen benefit is the fact that I am getting better at letting go of some perfectionist tendencies. The reality is that I will NEVER cut every blade of grass, even if I were using a power mower. Beyond the energy drain, though, the extend time I spent on the lawn meant that I needed to get ready immediately for my MOONS-MN planning meeting.
The MOONS-MN planning meeting went extremely well, but it served as a constant reminder of my many undone tasks. We have a social gathering planned for next Saturday, July 18, which will be a fun "snack potluck." We are hoping that the afternoon provides our members with the chance to talk and to interact with one another in a casual and informal way. We also got our September 12 meeting planned. It might the most productive planning meeting that we have ever had. But, that efficiency did not diminish the gnawing sense of anxiety in the back of my brain. I just need to remember that I will keep doing my best and accept what I cannot complete and celebrate what I can.
In many ways, the toughest part of my day was yet to come. As I was on my way home, my wife called. Thankfully, I was not driving because she definitely needed to talk to me. We were on the phone together for the entire twenty minutes that it took to get me home. Then, we talked for another hour upon my arrival. My wife had an extremely difficult interaction with another parent today. It is even more frustrating because this person was essentially attacking our daughter. While some of what this individual said might be true, the reality is that this person was only looking at the situation from one point of view, not taking any of the possibilities for our daughter into account. Even more remarkable, the other person dismissed comments from my wife about some of the struggles that our daughter has experienced. By the time I got home, my wife was seething. By the time our conversation ended, I had worked my own way through seething and was simply sad and disappointed. I think the great misfortune in all of this is that as a result of one parent being overly aggressive and overly involved, two children may lose a friendship. Hopefully, that will not be the case.
I have no doubt that tomorrow will arrive with its own challenges. I hope that narcolepsy will allow me the energy I need to keep working my way back to an even keel. If not, I will do what I can, take a breath, and work to let go of all of my challenges and disappointments.
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