I am usually worn out soon after I clean up dinner, but I try to extend the day into the night. I don’t want to go to bed until I am sufficiently used up and ready to sleep. Some nights, there is a certain sense of relief that the day is ending when the food has been put away and the dishes are cleared. Yet, it’s a long way until bedtime. My body responds to cues that sleep is approaching such as the setting sun. Darkness falls early in the winter. The cold weather takes a tighter grip on my spastic muscles. Sleep is the only time I feel relief from this relentless tension. I keep myself busy after dinner with as much physical work as I can, hoping for the exact state of fatigue necessary to fall asleep for the night. I don’t enjoy spending time in bed lying there thinking about every bad decision I’ve ever made. I like to get right to sleep. The physical struggle of living with a disability seems to help in this regard.

Young stroke survivor, mother, champion equestrian, tambourine player, storyteller, https://www.victoriaponte.com amazon.com/author/victoriaponte

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