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Insomia
By: AJ Date: December 10, 2019, 12:13 am
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...I have it tonight. Don't know why. Have had trouble sleeping
here lately. Not sure if it's anxiety over this cancer thing,
issues regarding my musical block thing. Don't really have any
financial issues hanging over my head.
There's some stress involving my wife's family and the
holidays....But not anything I really give a fuck about.
Usually, on work nights, I have no problem hitting the hay at 9.
The Lad was running late coming home from school...I didn't
start cooking until 9. But had it all ready by 10:30. He hit the
door at 11. Got him squared away, and he turned in right after.
yet I seem wired.
Guess I'll have a couple of drinks.
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Re: Insomia
By: guest13 Date: December 10, 2019, 1:53 am
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Buddy can I relate. I can't sleep for more than a few hours at a
time, been that way for quite a while. I do believe it's
stress-related. Especially health-related anxiety. My bro Mike
died on Thanksgiving and that added to mine.
I usually end up napping in my recliner at odd hours. I sleep
better there than I do in my bed.
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Re: Insomia
By: AJ Date: December 15, 2019, 1:58 am
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....Got it again tonight. Holiday related.
The wife traveled to Lake Jackson today for a Bridal shower for
one of her(Our) nieces. She had a good time. With a caveat.
For as long as I have been married to her, with few exceptions,
we have always made the 1 1/2 hour drive to Lake Jackson on
Christmas Eve, to commune with her Dad, her Stepmom, and her
half brother and his wife and family. And her older
Brother...Who has brought more pain on our family than I can
describe in less than Homeric lengths. This year...Facing what
I'm facing, I told the wife I'd rather just stay home.
Well...My Wife....Bless her heart....Is not only an empath, but
loose lipped. My Mother -in-Law is a cancer survivor. Breast
cancer. My wifes Dad, The MIL's hubby...obviously...He
passed...several years ago. Faced with the same choice I have
been given..Remove the prostate...or Radiation...Chose
radiation....The cancer then spread to his bladder...Then
kidneys...then curtains.
The wife spilled the beans to the MIL.....Goddamn it. I wanted
to keep all this close in. The MIL swore she would not tell a
soul....But she also got a promise from the wife we'd be there
Christmas Eve.
Now I'm consumed with the idea of wondering ...Who knows? The
Lad doesn't even know....Don't want him to....Hell I don't want
anyone else to...Now when we're there...I'll be
wondering....I'll be watching people...I'll be wary of undue
warmth.....
Can't sleep....
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