Enter Sebastian... the Service Cat

They say knowledge is power, though I’m not sure that obtaining it after midnight is the best time… or maybe it is. 

I suspect I may have Fibromyalgia.  It’s been in the back of my mind for a while and then last visit my PCP (Primary Care Provider) mentioned it as a possible explanation for my constant pain.  Since then I’ve read a little bit of this and a little bit of that.  Then, last night I decided to do some extra research.  I know so many people with PTSD that have Fibromyalgia that I wondered if there was a link.  There is in case you are wondering.

In my research last night, I received a little more insight into the Fibromyalgia fatigue and how important sleep is, after midnight.  There was also the bit about how pain plays such a role in the lack of quality of sleep and how that pain and lack of quality sleep set you up for a bad morning.  That was both a wonderful insight and an ah ha moment.  It explained so much… yet I was still awake.

In the back of my mind I’m trying to think of how to get a SD (service dog) to do DPT (deep pressure therapy) as needed while I try to sleep and then sleep as I started following the proverbial rabbit trails to other things in my research.  That’s when the service cat went to work.  Yep, apparently I have a service cat and have had for some time.

Sebastian thought it was high time I went to sleep and started trying to knock my phone out of my hand, somehow with his tail would manage to make me lose my place and eventually was high up on my stomach, not quite my chest.  Pretty quick, all the anxiety that was fueling my insomnia went away and I got sleepy.  I put the phone down after dropping it in a dose a couple of times, got up to switch some laundry around and decided to take some pain medicine before sleep.  I promptly went to bed on my side to help reduce some of my back pain while I sleep….

Next thing I knew my alarm was going off, the radio part that is on a Christian station.  This part of the alarm was the soothing male voice from a Christian radio station doing some form of Bible study I believe.  I’m never very coherent when I hear him, but he’s usually talking about a Bible story, often relating it to life.  Anyway, I’m also on my back with my Service Cat on my chest.  Yep, Service Cat because my chest is an area of DPT that helps reduce anxiety.  I gently remove him and role to my side until the loud annoying alarm takes over from the soothing male voice stretching my only slightly stiff back this morning.

I think I may have found my ticket to a good morning because when I got up I was able to walk!  Really walk!!! The pain was minimal and I could walk upright!!!  Not only that, I woke up refreshed and ready to start the day!!!!!  It’s been so long since that happened and I’m so excited I had to share so here it is folks.  I think I’ve found my recipe for a good night’s sleep. Time will tell, and hopefully Sebastian will have like his nice soft cushy place to sleep well enough he’ll give me a repeat performance tonight… before midnight.