I live for naps, I love them, covet them and take advantage of them as often as possible.This is the way I survive jet lag and offset some of the side effects of the medication I am on that helps to keep the cancer from returning.However, when recent business took me literally, all the way around the globe, I found that I was missing nap time big time.
Going from Europe to the Americas and then on to Asia all in a 72 hour time period is daunting for even the most seasoned traveler and healthy person but what it does to a cancer survivor who has challenges sleeping under the best of circumstances is an absolute nightmare.When I got home and my daughter ended up in the emergency room, I figured I got about four hours sleep in 48 and then, once the worst of the crisis had passed, I ended up back on a plane headed for Hong Kong.
I clearly had no idea what time zone I was in and my body reacted by doing something entirely novel, I stopped sleeping nearly altogether.I was getting three hours tops a night, up at 3 or 4 a.m. and back on work email.I am sure the powers that be back home appreciated the devotion to duty but in reality, I just could not sleep.I tried, believe me. I really tried but it was not to be.
“This circumventing the globe in three days is absolute crap baby,” my boyfriend thundered.Well, ok, he didn’t say it quite that nicely but he was concerned because he knows me for the devoted, champion sleeper that I am and Bob has the time difference thing down pat.
“It’s four in the freakin’ morning there!” he would bellow when I called.Yes, yes, I know what time it is, my love.I would attempt to divert his concern by asking about the dogs.After coming to the inevitable conclusion that the dogs ran our lives and were no Dog Whisperer, we had plenty of other issues to discuss, my daughter’s health being a topic of much discussion.When it became clear that she was continuing to recover beautifully, we moved on to our one of our very favorite topics, i.e., Claudia The Baby.
“Claudia has totally been channeling Shea,” I reported grimly.Shea is of course the worst dog ever in the history of dogs and the number one cause of grief in our lives.Bad, bad dog, with the attitude to match.
Anyway, so turns out, Claudia The Baby had decided, just like Shea, that one, she didn’t have to listen her parents; two, that she didn’t have to do what she was told and three, naps were a complete and total waste of her valuable baby time.
The anti-nap attitude was not going over well with her mother.
“I’ve been trying to get her down for for two hours now,” my exasperated daughter reported during one early morning call home.I’d learned to call her first as she had not quite memorized the time difference.I could hear Claudia The Baby babbling happily, very much awake, in the background.
I urged my daughter to keep at it, not to let Claudia run the show (any more than she already does I mean).
My boyfriend had other ideas.“I will talk to that baby when you get back,” he vowed, all serious tones and parental gravity.
Bob is so adorable in thinking that an authority figure can actually reason with a baby as single-minded as our little Claudia.They do Facetime on my Iphone so he talks to Claudia The Baby a lot.He thinks that means she will listen to him.Isn’t that just adorable?
I fear that I actually encourage this behavior and urge Bob often to, “Straighten that baby out.”It makes for high comedy if nothing else.Apparently, I have a low threshold for boredom.
I always encourage both Bob and my cherished BFF Jill, poor sleepers at best, that on the third sleepless night, no matter what, they will be able to sleep.I am more often correct on this point than not and while I was late to the game (turned out Day Four was my break out night), I did collapse and get at least six hours.This was big for being in the middle of my first ever triple threat Euro-U.S.-Asia combo jet lag and I celebrated by getting back on email and working a double shift. Woo.At least I was marginally tolerable to be around at breakfast the next morning.
This lasted approximately 17 minutes and then I was in dire need of?