I am so tired of complaining about exhaustion, but this schedule my wife and I are on is rough. I’m working until midnight or later most nights after being on with the boy most of the day (starting in the 6 o’clock hour). So I sleep fewer than six hours a night. I don’t nap, and now I can’t have caffeine either.
I didn’t mention this, did I? For the last couple of months, I’ve started having frequent heart palpitations. They’ve waxed and waned, but a visit to the doctor and an EKG and blood tests showed nothing, and my doctor just told me to cut the caffeine down to no more than a cup of green tea per day. Right now, this feels impossible. I’m doing it, but most days I’m feeling like a zombie. I guess I’m being referred to a cardiologist who will hook me up to a Holter monitor (portable heart monitor) for a day so that they can figure out what may be causing this. My mom says she went through something similar when she was my age. My brother, who is a few years younger than me, is enduring something very similar now. It’s freaky, and it’s very likely nothing, but boy would I like it to end.
Fortunately, my wife’s crazy final exam schedule is over at the end of this week, and then we’ll be moving into summer. I’ll get to some births, work on my doula certification, and even work at my regular job during daytime hours.
But you see, I’m so insanely tired that I don’t even know what I’m saying now. This means I need to stop, hit “publish,” and come back on a day when I can write and think with some clarity. I hope that’s tomorrow. I want to build up some momentum here (and I’ve got some questions to respond to as well!). Tomorrow’s goal: blog before midnight.