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On taking care of oneself.

I have fallen back into the really really bad habits I was in years ago. I'm not sleeping. I'm not eating. I'm not taking my meds with anything resembling regularity. The only good thing I manage to do is drink water. I drink lots of water. Oh, and exercising. I exercise every day. (Yes, really. Shush.)

But, like, sleep. I think I'm up to about 10 hours for the last week. I seem to be managing about 1 meal every 36 hours or so. And I last took my daily meds on a daily basis during my January trip to MA.

And I've stopped wearing my wrist splints, and my wrists are all pissed off at me about it. (And shoveling snow yesterday didn't help, either.)

And I'm spending way too much time at the office. (She says, from her office, at 10:15 on a Tuesday night.)

This is not so good. Bleah.
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hmm, it seems that when you're up in MA, you eat, sleep and take your meds. another reason why you should move up, gweeps are a good influence on you :). (not that you want to hear anymore that you should move up to MA)
*grin* It really is kind of disconcerting, the fact that I do take better care of myself when I'm in MA. Dunno how that works. I shall have to study it some more. ;)
Go home, take your meds, eat dinner, and get some sleep, dammit! (Yes, I know it's not quite dinnertime yet but it probably will be by the time you read this.) I do realize that you know this already, but the longer you go not sleeping and eating, the harder it's going to be to get back to doing both regularly.

I say, from the viewpoint of the person who generally only manages one real meal a day on weekdays. I go through phases where I remember to bring lunch, but... so far they're only phases. And it's bad for me. It's harder to lose weight if I'm eating all my calories in one meal, and it's bad for my blood sugar, even with (or maybe especially with) the snacks, and I know these things, and I still forget because I spent so long not doing it.

We won't discuss my sleep cycles. This week it's 'too much'. Next week it'll be 'too little', no doubt. My body thinks a good length for a day is somewhere between 2 and 5 hours more than what we get, but it also thinks that if I'm sick at all I should be sleeping nonstop. Lovely combination.
Go home, take your meds, eat dinner, and get some sleep, dammit! (Yes, I know it's not quite dinnertime yet but it probably will be by the time you read this.) I do realize that you know this already, but the longer you go not sleeping and eating, the harder it's going to be to get back to doing both regularly.

Yeah. I know. I just... stress, and anxiety, and apathy. I have been trying to sleep, and it doesn't work. I've had nights where I take two Ambien (you know, the "do not take this unless you can dedicate yourself to a full night of sleep" med), and gotten... 2 hours of sleep. Bleah.

Sounds like we lead pretty similar lives, though. I just can't find it in myself to force myself to eat more often. Too much effort. And I'll got through random cycles where all I can do is sleep vs where I am now. Bleah.

*looks around for the 'normality' pill*
The sleep there's less you can do about, although there are probably ways to help. I've gotten better about making sure I at least get 4-5 hours on a typical weeknight, but sometimes I don't manage that, or I get 2-3 hours, get up for a couple hours, then end up crashing again, which is worse. The best way, of course, is to give yourself a steady sleep time, which I've been trying (and failing, but less often) to do. I'm back to trying "go to bed between 9 and 10, get up between 3 and 4", since as I have no social life there's no reason for me to stay up late other than I like to -- getting up early accomplishes the same thing for me, though.

Getting at least one meal a day is easier. When I get home, I make food. If I have other stuff to do, it waits. It doesn't matter if I'm not hungry; if I don't eat, I'll regret it. To make sure I eat even on those days, I try to always have either frozen dinners, canned soup, or both in the house. No effort, and I can read or watch TV while I eat.

Of course, the easiest thing to do would be to win the lotto and have any schedule I want, which would also mean if I wanted to sleep at 2 pm, I could, and I'd have more reason to cook. I LIKE to cook, I just am usually too run down to do more than a really simple throw-something-in-a-pan by the time I get home on weekdays.

Now, on weekends I get two-three meals a day. Heck, I even made cookies recently, as you may recall. :)

It's this darned insistence by teh rest of the world on a 24-hour day with working hours being 9to5ish that's the problem.