I think I’m mostly recovered from my recent bout of whatever, but one thing is giving me pause. Quick backstory: I don’t sleep well. I never have for a variety of reason, and it’s been something of a Thing for me for all of my life. I remember being six or seven and reading until midnight, stuffing a towel in the crack of my door so my mother wouldn’t realize I was still awake. I can’t remember the last time I went to bed before midnight on a regular basis–when I wasn’t sick. When I am sick, all bets are off. I can sleep at any time for any amount of time (my normal sleep is six hours. Which is much better than the four hours I used to sleep a night/day on a regular basis.
This time around with my sickness, I started getting tired after being awake for twelve to fourteen hours of being awake. This made me sleep schedule go all wonky, and while I’m physically recovered from the illness, the twelve to fourteen hour thing is lingering hard. As a result, I’m going to bed anywhere from eight p.m. to midnight (with a rare two or three in the morning, very rare these days) and getting up at the crack of dawn or before. It’s really strange to wake up when it’s dark or barely bright. It’s been weeks since this pattern has been established, and I’m still thinking of it as temporary. I’m still freaking out when I start getting tired at eight in the evening, and I’m nervous that this will not change. Why nervous? I’m not really sure. I think it’s partly because so much of my identity has been wrapped up in how fucked up my sleep schedule was and how little I slept, and it’s difficult to do a mindset change about it.
It reminds me of all the changes in taiji. First of all, I hate change. Intellectually, I know it’s normal and healthy and whatnot, but emotionally, I don’t deal with it very well at all. I know all the changes the Solo Form is going through right now are probably for the better in the long run–it doesn’t mean I’m dealing well with it on a day-to-day basis. It’s not learning the Solo Form that is the problem–I’m good at rote learning. I know it really irritates my classmates from time to time, but it’s nothing I can take any pride in because I was just born that way. It’s not as if I’m a show-off, either. I just…learn quickly. It can be a detriment in the few cases when I don’t learn something quickly, but that is not the point of this post.
It’s the same with my sleep pattern. I don’t like it right now. Intellectually, I know going to bed at midnight and getting up at six is roughly the same as going to bed at four and getting up at ten, but it feels different. Let’s take Mondays, for example. My class is at 12:30 p.m., which means I usually get up around 11 a.m. and leave by 12:10 p.m. Now, I get up at 6:00 a.m., write my post and do some other work before I go to class. I might even do my fiction writing before class, which means I’m done for the day by the time I get home around 3 p.m. Normally, I wouldn’t have anything done by the time I went to taiji, and it all would be waiting for me when I got home. On the one hand, it’s nice to be done with everything by early afternoon. On the other hand, it’s just fucking weird.
Yes, I know I have to adjust to it in case this is just the way things are from now on. I know it’s not really a big deal and that I’m making it bigger than it needs to be. That’s my M.O., though, and I’ve gotten better about it the older I get, but it’s still how I react to things. I’ve joked with my BFF that I may argue with her vociferously when she tells me something, but I’ll go away and think about it. That’s me in a nutshell, both the bad and the good. Stubborn as hell and apt to digging in my heels when pushed. Will think things over when not as heated and will change my mind if I see a point in what I’ve been told. It’s not ideal, but it’s how I deal with things. I know this about me, and I accept it begrudgingly.
On a totally different note (well, not totally, but mostly), I have ear problems. All my life, they get scabby and crusty and gross. I’ve had sinus infections in my ears, and I can’t help picking at scabs even though I know I shouldn’t. Anyway, I woke up a few days ago with pus oozing in my left ear. Not in the canal itself (which would cause me great stress and duress), but on the ear right above the canal. It’s so strange because it had been crusty the night before, so why all the pus when I woke up? Sorry for the graphic description, but it was a thick schmear of pus-y goo, and it kept going after I wiped the first round away. The next day, it was all crusted over again, and today, so is my right ear. It’s not as gross as my left ear, but it’s a bit more concerning because my right ear rarely gets scabby. I do wonder if this is an indication that I’m getting sick again, and I sincerely hope it isn’t.
I should get it checked out, and I will if it continues much longer, but for now, I’m just writing it off as allergies and coping with it by picking at the scabs. Yes, I know I shouldn’t, but it’s a habit I’m not going to break any time soon.
Oh. Totally off topic: Donald Glover’s (Childish Gambino) new video, This is America, is brilliant, haunting, and so fucking powerful. (Also a damn catchy song.) I’ve included it in this post because I think everyone should see it. Also, I would not kick Donald Glover out of bed.