There are nights when I awaken in the middle of the dark, and getting back to sleep doesn’t seem to be an option.
It’s usually when one or another of the joints I have that act up is hurting like it’s Judgment Day, my bladder is full, and what I had for dinner the previous night is generating enough gas to run a refinery in New Jersey.
No fun.
I’ve been up for about four hours already, and even the cats went back to sleep. But not me… I wasn’t that lucky.
Oh, well, no use whinging about it… or whining, either.
Maybe I can get a little more sleep now… I’m getting some tired, although not pain-free.
Sometime again, folks… from here in snowy/sunny/snowy/sunny Michigan.
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