An Unexpected Beginning

Some of this will be written in retrospect until I catch up to where things are now, so let's start at the beginning that I didn't know was a beginning...

For most of early 2008 I was having trouble with stress and sleeping. I would get little or no sleep at all 4 or 5 nights a week. On the plus side this meant I got to watch a lot of the trashy television I love so much. On the minus side it meant I was cranky, tired and nearly useless at work. In addition, I would get tired easily and had lost the motivation to do much other than work and watch T.V.

On May 23, 2008 I decided to go to my doctor and see if he would prescribe a sleeping pill for me. I figured if I could just get some rest I might be able to get back on track. On a fluke, he recommended getting a blood test since I hadn't had that done for over 6 years. The lady at the lab drew two vials and I left with a prescription for rozarem.

This was Memorial Weekend, which we usually spend in Chico with family on Lake Oroville. Since the weather was poor and we didn't feel like fighting traffic all the way to Chico, Wendy and I went to Sutter Creek instead for a night at a bed and breakfast and some wine tasting. The sleeping pills made me sleepy, both at night and during the day. Not so great...