I knew I was due for a wake-up call anytime now. But it wasn’t in the way of loud motorcycles, helicopters or barking. It came in the form of mom instead. Yeah, she’s as rude and selfish as she is generous, LOL! She had Tom wake me up. At first I thought something was wrong, but then I could tell by Tom’s expression that everything was ok.

So, heart pounding strangely hard and seemingly erratic, breath short, I trudged out of bed and spoke to her.

Once again I’m not so sure she’s entirely with it anymore. I just don’t get why she couldn’t tell/ask Tom the same things she told/asked me. Did she think he wouldn’t tell me what she said? Hmmm…interesting. Is she really still with it? I’m just not sure. I mean, I guess she sounded coherent enough, but IDK, there was just something about the way she spoke that made me wonder. Tom said she sounded really excited to talk to me. She wanted to know about the packages, but like I said, Tom could’ve told her about that. I didn’t need to be woken up to tell her myself, but Tom said he won’t answer the phone when I’m asleep from now on. I told him he could if he wanted to, just tell them I’m out with a friend or out running if he doesn’t want to tell them I’m asleep, not that I’ll always be asleep whenever they call. I just didn’t think either of them would call again so soon after the last call being so recent, but as I told her, the plan was to call her Monday if we didn’t get another package and get the tracking info I wish we’d already gotten from them. If the package is there tomorrow, as we think it will be, I was then going to send a letter with a detailed package review and more.

Once again I’m convinced that sending her the medical article on my sleep disorder was pointless as they just don’t get it. However, this is the one thing I can’t fault them for not getting. As I said before, I don’t think even I could understand how it could be so hard to keep a schedule for more than a week or two at a time if I hadn’t experienced that problem myself. Some things we just can’t relate to no matter how smart or sensitive we may be. So that’s why she was asking why I was asleep when it was such a beautiful day.

Anyway, I only talked to Mom. Dad was at the store. At least I think that’s where she said he was. I was too brain-dead to remember her answer, though I know I did ask.

Oh, and she says she’s sending a DVD of her and dad swimming with dolphins. That oughta be way cool. I’ve always wanted to do that. I tried to win a trip to do just that and fly in a helicopter and ride in a speedboat going over 100 MPH. Mom would definitely never do those last two things!

Just why is lost sleep so hard on me, though? I just don’t get it. If I were in jail now instead of 9 years ago, the lack of sleep would probably kill me for sure. I just don’t understand how it can be so hard on someone who works out regularly and doesn’t smoke. I was only shorted an hour or two, too.

Unable to fall back asleep right away, I got up and rode the bike, but could only stand to burn 100 calories when I had to stop due to chest pains and shortness of breath. Is something wrong with my heart or lungs? I don’t think so, but it’s weird, and kind of annoying, too. There better not be anything wrong. I’m uninsured! I doubt there is, though.

After I rode I showered and then ate. It was then that I could nap for a few hours. I feel more refreshed, but still a bit groggy. The chest aches – cramps – or whatever they really are have passed, but I still feel a bit short of breath. Could be due to the nail polish I applied a little while ago, though, and the bleach I’m washing clothes in now. Either way, I like this bright reddish-orange polish ma sent. It’s a pretty color for not being those metallic chrome polishes I love so much.

Can’t think of anything else to say right now, other than how it’s frustrating having so much trouble seeing. As Tom says, I need bifocals. We’re tentatively planning to go to Walmart in September and deal with it then, but I’m sure something will come up and make sure we’re too broke to have it be worth bothering with at that time. It sure would be nice, though, and I’m glad it won’t cost nearly as much as it costs for me to get the dentures I need and am no closer to getting.

The hair removal thing turned out to be a bust.

Here goes a wave of chest pains.