It's 3:30 A.M. I should probably go to bed. I finally took my evening meds, and now the nausea has set in something fierce. I usually sleep through it. This is my life. I have no hint of sleepiness--none--until I medicate. I could stay up indefinitely, but as I've mentioned before, I don't want to cause my husband undue worry.
Wow. There is nothing on TV at this hour except for infomercials. Half of them are for diet products or exercise equipment. Apparently it's the fat, out of shape people who stay up all night. Oh. Wait. Forget I said that.
To bed I go. Good morning, good night.