It’s nearly 3am.
I can’t sleep.
I have to wake up in fewer than four hours for work.
I feel sick.
When I lie down, I cough my head off.
I’m getting a migraine.
My heart is racing at more than 100 MPH.
My mind is going even faster.
If I take
tomorrow today off, my boss is likely to fire me on the spot.
How am I going to manage a full workday and taking care of Aidan in the evening?
I’m going to be so tired.
The more I think about it, the more anxious I become.
Maybe I can get away with taking 1/2 day, but I doubt it.
I’m taking Benadryl at 7pm so I can be sleepy by 9pm, and then I’m going to sleep the entire night through.
I think I know why I’m feeling so cruddy and anxious and overly excited and like I’m running on an overdose of speed or something.
But no one believes me.
I can’t get help if no one believes me.
So I guess I’ll deal.