Delayed release
Over the last few years I’ve noticed that moderate-to-severe sleep deprivation takes about 36 hours to work its magic. The first day after an all-nighter or a short night is usually okay—I feel a little “off” most of the day, and my sense of time is useless, but I have plenty of energy and am able to work and think clearly.
But the SECOND day…oy. The sleep dep train hits me like a ton of bricks. Or, I suppose, like a train, which would actually be worse. (Can you tell which day today is?)
The night before last (see below) I got four hours of sleep, less than half of what I usually need to wake up rested and ready to seize the day. Yesterday I was fine. I taught LSAT in the morning and tutored Calculus in the afternoon, and both sessions went quite well. I did spend most of the evening feeling all emo, though. A well of anger boiled up in me from somewhere* and I raged and ranted about various and sundry things to the walls of my apartment and on walks with Sammy for a couple hours. I was going to make a video “about my feelings,” but luckily I realized how boring that would be and fell asleep on the couch instead.
Today, on the other hand, I was hardcore sleep-deprived, even though I put in a solid eight-ish hours last night. I tutored one lesson in the morning and one in the evening, and for the few hours I spent at home in between I was woozy and more or less out of it. It would’ve been nice if I could’ve gotten some work done in that time, the biggest chunk of free time I had all weekend, but I was good for little besides snuggling with my puppy and watching the interweb go by.
When I’m sleep-deprived I also tend to eat the most ridiculous things**, often to the point of making myself sick. Today the girl at Sonic recognized me on my second visit of the day, and when I stopped by Starbucks on the way to my evening lesson because I “needed” caffeine***, I forwent a drink and instead picked up a brownie AND a cookie. Two desserts? Wtf?
I should also note that I left the apartment TWENTY MINUTES EARLY (plus the time I spent at Starbucks, so closer to thirty) for that lesson because I didn’t know how long it would take to get there and didn’t think to look it up. If you know me, you’ll recognize this as a sign of my being completely cracked out. I would never do anything like that while “sober.”
Does this happen to anyone else, this second-day effect? I’m very aware of it by now, yet it still takes me by surprise every damn time. It’d be funny if I didn’t have shit that needed to get done.
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* I don’t lose my temper; this is how. It takes a lot to make me angry, and when I do get mad, I take that anger and bottle it up. I work it out later on my own in imaginary conversations, figuring out exactly what it is that I’m pissed about so that I won’t say anything I don’t mean if I ever decide to share those feelings. It’s a good system, I think.
** I’ve noticed a strong negative correlation between my weight and how much sleep I tend to be getting (on timescales of several months, of course). Example: I’ve gotten significantly slimmer over the last six months or so, which I credit not to my eating healthier food at mealtimes but to my having gotten a decent amount of sleep, on average, resuting in many fewer sleep-dep-induced binges. (No, I don’t have an eating disorder—I just “eat stupid” sometimes.)
*** Have I discussed this already? I think it’s still in draft form. Anyway, the feeling that I “need” caffeine disturbs me, even though at this point it’s more social convention than physiological addiction that tells me when I should stop for coffee. I sense a trend, though, and it’s not pretty.
January 5th, 2008 at 10:34 pm
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“I can’t sleep David. I’ve been having these bad dreams.†she said sitting down on the edge of the bed and looking at him. “What kind of dreams Megan?†she blushed and shook her head. “You’d think I’m silly or something.†David moved closer to her, sitting on the edge of the bed as well and looked at her. “You can tell me.â€
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