It was good
Yesterday I didn't exercise because by the time I got the oil changed, and grocery shopping done, I was so exhausted that I napped on my loveseat. My loveseat is a small couch, and being 5'11", trying to lay out on it usually involves tight curling up causing an arm or leg to go numb. And yet, I conked out for about a half hour.
So why am I so tired?
I got my answer this AM. I fell asleep on my back because I was watching the lightning show and fell asleep then. Usually, I sleep on my side with my back facing the window. Around 5:00 this morning, I was in a dream that involved a crowd of people. My childhood friends and moms were part of this group and we found a dinosaur egg in this auditorium. I had this instinct kick in that we needed to protect this egg and keep it warm. One of my friends followed my directions, and we then transferred the egg to another group. This group saw it hatch, then a third group helped the baby dinosaur survive.
I was to get up and describe my group's involvement in this miracle. Then the dream is interrupted as my legs stretch a few times. Come back to dream, and I'm gathering my notes on mentioning everyone. Dream interrupted as legs stretch a few more times. Come back to dream, and I'm walking up to the podium.
Dream interrupted as legs stretch yet again. Followed by a whiff of cat food breath. End of dream. Get up and feed cats.
Yeah, the PLMD is back again. I hate how quickly I get tolerant to all medications that I try. That's the reason why I was able to tolerate doses of fentanyl that would kill anyone that tried it. There were even warnings on these medications to not let this get in the hands of anyone (especially kids).
So I'll call my doctor about the Lyrica, and ask him if I should just quit taking it, or try taking more. I've been on that merry go round before, and don't want to get back on it.
BTW: Don't I have weird dreams??