At about 3AM, legs cramps woke me up. Luckily the sprained ankle is just a bit swollen and bruised, so I can walk around fine now, so I walked out the cramps. Lou helped by fetching me Gatorade.
I tried to go back to sleep. Lou accomplished that task, I am happy to report. I played Words With Friends and read some CNN articles off my cell. But around 4AM, there were foot cramps, and I gave up hanging in bed waiting for sleep.
So I wandered up to the guest room and looked through some more summer clothes and then picked an old Agatha Christie to re-read. I am hanging in my office, reading.
The question is, is this okay? If I am up at 4AM, how's that gonna impact my day? And my sleep tonight?
But now that I am out on disability... maybe I should just embrace whatever wacko sleep patterns get imposed by the decadron.
With any luck, the decadron goes away after the surgery. With the decadron gone, I ought to be able to sleep an 8 hour night.
In one hour, Lou's coffee machine will roar like a jet engine, grinding beans for his morning brew. That's his alarm clock.