This is a bugger - not even 2 hours' sleep and here I am again. My heart sank when I looked at my watch and it was 2330. What are these drugs for?? Maybe I should just stay in bed - but I can't do that as I just toss and turn. At least coming down here means I can have a milky drink and a fag or two. Someone suggested that I should wait until midnight to go to bed, but I'm always too tired to do that. I shall try to practise mindfulness and just let it all go.
The cats are all up and about so I've fed them - I used to have a cat that would bash me in the face at 0330 so that I'd have to get up and give him some coley. Every night. He wouldn't eat anything else - ordinary cat food was beneath him. My Mother's cat would only eat pilchards with the sauce washed off. Luckily, mine eat pouches, and Daisy will eat whatever I'm eating.
My hands now look worse than they feel, so the Eumovate must have done the trick. Good old steroids - I find them difficult to take as they send me manic quite quickly. I shall have another drink and see if the mood takes me back to bed.
I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar. I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD. Funny old world, isn't it?