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That feeling when you want to watch the Hannibal finale
but you're legit not sure you can stay awake the half-hour until it starts.
You guys. YOU GUYS. I have not, in all my bitching and moaning about ~nausea and ~vomit, discussed how INSANELY TIRED I have been lately. I knew (because it was listed as one of the side effects, and also the pharmacist was like, "No, seriously, don't take this and then try to drive a car") that drowsiness was one of the side effects of Compazine, aka anti-nausea medicine number two. And I recognized that I was sleeping a lot, like more than is normal, even for a dehydrated and malnourished person, and that even the nature of my sleep was not normal.
( This is a whole post about sleep )
You guys. YOU GUYS. I have not, in all my bitching and moaning about ~nausea and ~vomit, discussed how INSANELY TIRED I have been lately. I knew (because it was listed as one of the side effects, and also the pharmacist was like, "No, seriously, don't take this and then try to drive a car") that drowsiness was one of the side effects of Compazine, aka anti-nausea medicine number two. And I recognized that I was sleeping a lot, like more than is normal, even for a dehydrated and malnourished person, and that even the nature of my sleep was not normal.
( This is a whole post about sleep )