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Resolutions Made Easier

  • Posted on January 30, 2010

Sixty days ago I came to the conclusion that my days for being able to have any form of drug, in any amount, now has intolerable consequences. Twice in that period of time I doubted that reality and both times paid the price. The first time was when I consumed two ounces of red wine one Saturday evening. The result was a maximum of two hours of sleep that night. The second mistake was when I had three ounces of white wine with a meal of shrimp.¹ Again, the most sleep I got afterward was a couple of hours. Sudden decreases in the amount of sleep can cause a vicious downward spiraling effect on me. The potential result can be one week of about a maximum of 14 hours totaled! I can go two-to-three nights (including the days in-between) without even a minute of sleep.

It’s not just wine that will trigger chronic insomnia. All my husband has to do is talk in an disturbingly unpleasant tone of voice. Then my nervous system gets shocked and I’m extra hyper-sensitive² for days. If another person talks nasty to me, it doesn’t have quite the same effect. I can only guess it’s because I don’t have to live with other people, so when they’re gone I know I won’t hear it. Not having any control over the exposure is what makes it worse, especially when trying to manage living with post-traumatic stress disorder.

Besides insomnia being a consequence to my sensory system being overloaded, headaches become more common. I used to be able to take over-the-counter pain relief medications. Not anymore I can. My bladder becomes hyper-sensitive and weaker. I try to keep a good distance from anything a pharmaceutical lab says is fit for human consumption (along with, of course, keeping away from what they say isn’t okay).

Fumes from chemicals like paint, polyurethane, bleach, ammonia, perfume, etc. are horrible to the nervous system. I used to be able to be indoors with the windows open if there was some mild usage of those products. Now I have to be outside and not come back in until all of it is gone from the air.

My eyesight isn’t what it once was (it’s worse); neither is my hearing (it’s now more acute). Certain sounds children and small dogs can emit quickly stress me out. Tension comes instantly, but can take days to go away.

The topping to all these joys is knowing how ignorantly people misjudge the reasons why a hyper-sensitive person likes to stay reclusive and do a minimal amount of socializing.

The easy resolution is to simply stay as far away as I can from things that are harmful to my health. That includes avoiding toxic people (who may mean well), especially those who think they know how to help others (but yet they have no clue what it is like to be in someone else’s shoes).

I have tried just about everything known to cause drowsiness. Most of them did (once upon a time) work to some degree for awhile, but the long-term consequences (especially with some of them) taught me something very important.

I’ve always known God works all things for the good to those who are called according to His purpose. I’ve been praying for help to overcome some obstacles in my life that should be as easy as a physically sound individual walking out of a room on his own accord. God wanted me to walk His way and He didn’t submit to doing the walk for me. What He did do though was make it very unpleasant for me to stay on the same path I’ve been on (some of them for decades).

It’s a lot harder to quit seeking from substances, activities, and/or certain people, what God alone can give. Instant gratification usually justifies itself with this thought, “God wants me to use these alternatives.” In my case, God knew how to turn up the dial of discomfort to get me moving in a better direction.

Depending on God never has any bad side effects — short term or long term!

¹I’m allergic to shrimp. Drinking a small glass of wine while eating shrimp is enough to stop me from breaking out in hives. Saying goodbye to wine means saying goodbye to shrimp and my sweet Straw-Buried-Bombers too.

²Aspies are prone to being hyper-sensitive as it is.

Middle of the Night Snack?

  • Posted on April 16, 2009

It figures… just when I’m finally making some progress to regaining sleep after enduring eleven days and nights of insomnia, my adrenaline comes back to reverse the progress! The combination of post-menopause and Aspie hypersensitivity doesn’t mix well with a little bit of excitement right after drifting off to sleep. Thank God it’s not too often my little Rascal has to go outside to relieve herself after bedtime! She will not go out of the house after dark unless I’m with her, but the problem is she will sometimes wander around to the dark side of the house without me.

She went around the corner for only a second. Then I heard her give a frightened growl. Instantly I called her back and we both went running into the house (her with her tail between her legs and me ready to pee). If it was an opossum, deer, or neighbor’s cat, she wouldn’t have ran like she did. I know all too well how fast wildlife can snatch dearly beloved pets, so needless to say my legs were shaky over the possibility that my sweet little dog could be gone forever right now. Thank God she isn’t. She sleeps on my couch nearby:

Tired Rascal

Tired Little Rascal

One snow-covered winter night (around midnight) when walking my German Shepherd during a full moon, I noticed at least a dozen pairs of (coyote) eyes scattered around a field I was approaching. They all stood and stared. Both my dog and I promptly reversed direction and ran as fast as we could. That ended my fun walking down that road so late at night. (None of the roads nearby have street lights and whatever houses are around have their lights off by 11 p.m.).

Would you prefer to deal with coyotes in the daylight or in the dark?

Nasty Coyote

Nasty Coyote

Another night around midnight, when I was taking my German Shepherd for a walk in the rain, I heard a black bear grunting off to my side less than fifteen feet away. My flashlight was useless for visibility in the fog. Immediately I had my dog start barking on command, since I’ve heard bears don’t like large dogs. I don’t know what reaction that bear had to the noise, but I do know he left me alone. That was another rubber-legs night for me.

Black Bear

Black Bear

Bears around here will come inside a house. It doesn’t happen often, but I think one such experience would provide me with enough self-induced epinephrine to keep me awake for a month!

Nights… sometimes it’s necessary to be out in them. The good news is I only got hurt once while out in the dark with one of my pets. Here is a peice from that story within the post of 2.26.8:

“Anyhow, suddenly while I was still outside (I’d been out there already for about 5-10 minutes), I heard a strange scream from a wild animal very close by to where I was standing. Since I couldn’t see much because of how dark it was, I ran as fast as I could to the house (Rascal was ahead of me). Bam . . . down I went into a heap! Is that why they’re called slippers? The ground was full of sharp frozen lumps of dirt and snow and there was nothing to protect my arms and legs from getting cut as I fell and hit the ground hard.”

I thought I was ready to share a story of the night that I experienced which did not have a good ending (it happened many years ago), but now I think I’ll never be able to talk about it without feeling sick.

[Edit added on 5.13.9: Most likely the visitor on the 16th was a black bear. I say that because yesterday morning around 12:30 a.m. my bird feeders were attacked by one. The bear bent the wires of the stronger feeder and smashed the other feeder. Of course that had to happen shortly after buying and installing squirrel baffles!]

Am I ready or not?

  • Posted on February 2, 2009

I don’t know if I’m ready to be back online writing again, but if I wait until I’m sure that I am, the time might never come. I guess it’s a matter of determining whether my writing is a passion or compulsive (or a compulsive passion?). I do know that I can obsess over communicating with the world, but that seems normal for someone who feels like a social misfit as much as I do. I hope I don’t need to say I’m really no different from any other person when it comes to the nature of humans. Even though I still have my human nature after receiving a new nature from our creator, it doesn’t mean that I don’t fall prey to my old nature’s deceptive lure. That’s the catch… it’s deceptive!

[I suspect that my brain is still suffering some degree of fatigue, so please forgive me if its difficult to follow what I'm saying in this post.]

Stress may tire one out, but a faulty reaction to stress is what brings fatigue more than anything else. Its logical that fatigue can easily create a vicious cycle, because of its ability to increase things like: obsessive/compulsive behavior, forgetfulness, indecision, confusion, insecurity, insomnia, anxiety, emotional upset, etc. Naturally, it’s the weak who are easy prey. As the population of those who lose inner-strength increase, the demand for an external health industry has to increase along with it. Then as that demand increases, more people will gravitate towards wanting to be on the ’supply’ wagon (by being a nurse, doctor, pharmacist, psychologist, psychiatrist, chiropractor, acupuncturist, etc.). You can’t expect otherwise when you don’t get to the root cause of things. No one will go to the core if he has not been broken to the core.¹

As soon as I realize (by the grace of God) how I’m fooling myself, then whatever fatigue producing thing it is that I’m doing ends. It sounds simple, but unless someone knows what I’m talking about (by way of personal experience), it really isn’t easy to stay away from self-deception. This trickery doesn’t just happen spiritually, it also happens physically. I’ll start with a physical example and end this post with a spiritual one.

Here’s a physical example:

How insomnia affects me provides a good example of the way a brain can fool the body. It’s not unusual for someone to not feel sleepy while laying in bed at night during a bout with insomnia. During such times, the sufferer is advised to get out of bed to go somewhere else and do something relaxing. I haven’t read anywhere the suggestion to stay laying in bed and wait for sleep to come. I know that when I am able to feel sleepy, my insomnia is diminishing. Severe insomnia totally destroys my ability to feel sleepy. The worst part is that the only time I can feel sleepy during chronic attacks of insomnia is when I’m driving on the road (that’s why I refuse to drive when I don’t get sleep). My guess as to the reason for that is because of how safe I feel when I’m in the driver’s seat and alone in a car. If it wasn’t for my being able to lock myself in my car, as fast as I did, and drive (back in the early 70’s), I would have been murdered (I had already been physically assaulted). One intense episode like that is enough to create the permanent conditioned response of relaxation to driving (provided I’m not driving in heavy traffic where you can get killed by aggressive drivers).

My point is, it is not normal for me to feel sleepy before I fall asleep when I’m dealing with insomnia. That’s what makes it so wicked and deceptive! I can EASILY stay constantly awake for even as long as one week because the longer I go without sleep, the less likely I will feel sleepy. What happens then instead is my ability to think shuts down. As my thinking ability shuts down, I live on auto-pilot.² Auto-pilot wouldn’t be so bad if my memory wouldn’t start scrambling up. If I attempted to drive in such a condition, my brain could do such things as think green means stop and red means go. Here’s the most unbelievable part which might scare some people: I can be in that chronic of a state with insomnia without other people noticing it! I can appear ‘normal’ and ‘okay’ (unless of course someone catches me doing something bizarre like locking myself out of my house while getting the mail) not only to other people, but also to myself.

People who don’t understand my insomnia are the ones who tell me things like, “Go take a nap,” or “Go take a sleeping pill.” The effect of almost any pill on me is worse than what it’s supposed to relieve. Maybe that’s the consequence of being properly sensitive? I say that not in arrogance, but in consideration of the possibility that true health demands balance to be maintained from an internal source rather than external aids. I believe, the more the body relies on outside help, the less it can adjust itself on its own (generally speaking). I do not typically allow myself to think, “What pill could I take to bring me relief?” I’ve learned that a sleeping pill would make my insomnia last longer. An anti-anxiety pill would make me more anxious. An anti-depressant would depress me. I can only tolerate pain relief meds on occasion, but the price I pay for not waiting out a headache is more trips to the bathroom since it weakens my bladder.

When something goes awry with either my physical or mental health, I want to remember to ask myself, “Now where is the faith that God gave me not being practiced [exercised]?” I’m not saying that all sickness is because of some sinful behavior done, but I will say that any sickness can be a temptation to not trust and obey God. Its also can be a symptom of not having confidence in His word and humbly surrendering to His will.

Here’s a spiritual example:

Unless I publicly confess where my thoughts are, no one could know what I’m dwelling on. Even I may not realize when I’m not heeding the wise advice in 2 Corinthians 10:5, “Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ.” Rather than magnifying the LORD and His wonderful promises, I recently slipped into focusing inward upon examining my own behavior, so much so that I ended up stuck in that mire. Just like a person caught in quicksand will sink the more he tries to escape, I ended up becoming fatigued by trying to save myself. The more fatigued I got, the harder I tried. The harder I tried, the more fatigued I got. Just like I said in my post Weird Depression, I wasn’t aware that I was focusing on the symptom rather than the cause. As soon as that spiritual deception was uncovered, I was back on solid ground — tired and exhausted, but no longer trapped in fatigue!

Yes, being an Aspie in a neurotypical world is stressful. That’s no reason to be ungrateful for Aspergers. The world is too egocentric to know how much it needs its Asperger population.³ Its how we Aspies respond to our challenges that will determine how healthy and strong we become or how vulnerable and beaten down we can get. Even though neurodiversity exists among mankind, we’re all subject to the same spiritual battles.

¹Whether or not one believes that mankind is born with a depraved [unwholesome] nature does not change why God says in Psalm 34:18, “The LORD is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit,” and in Psalm 51:17, “The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.” That’s also why He said in Matthew 9:22, “…thy faith [the faith of Christ] hath made thee whole [wholesome/healthy].” Stay in the faith of Christ = Stay healthy. Deviate from the faith of Christ = Deviate from health. The only exception to this law of God (found in Exodus 15:26, “…If thou wilt diligently hearken to the voice of the LORD thy God, and wilt do that which is right in his sight, and wilt give ear to his commandments, and keep all his statutes, I will put none of these diseases upon thee [the true children of God], which I have brought upon the Egyptians [nonbelievers; including false Christians]: for I am the LORD that healeth thee.”) is when God has His own reasons (for which He owes us no explanation for) to use sickness for His purposes. God is not evil; Satan is the evil one. God is able to take that which is evil and use it for His own glory, but without His faith gifted to us, Satan will always be able to deceive natural man. If you don’t like these words, its not me you’re hurting; its yourself. I’m only a messenger. I’m not the author of life.

²My last insomnia attack lasted through the week of January the 19th. After that Monday, I did not begin to reverse that insomnia (the 1½ hours of sleep Friday morning wasn’t enough to reverse it) until Sunday morning around 2:45 am (that’s when I slept for four hours). Each night after that, I was able to enjoy a little more time sleeping. I took advantage of that extreme exhaustion to experiment with a change. For years, I thought I needed some type of background noise to sleep (like a fan, the radio, or rain). Because I saturated my brain that week with overexposure to electronic stimulation from things like television, radio, computers, artificial lights, etc., due to not being able to sleep, silence (combined with avoiding anything electrically powered) began to physically hurt my head. On Sunday, Jan. 25th, I quit cold turkey to using anything electrically powered on to help me sleep while I am in bed at night. I also went back to using my ultra-warm heavy oversized down comforter (Aspies relax under that kind of weight).  I’d sleep, but wake up periodically throughout the night feeling like its time to get up and start the day. The time on the clock would tell me it wasn’t possible that I could be rested, even though my brain and body were lying to me. I ignored everything except for the time. Experts will tell you to ignore the clock when you can’t sleep, but for me, that’s what helped me to redeem sleep! I don’t know if that will always work, but I don’t care right now because what’s important is that it worked.

Read more about how I deal with insomnia in my Sleeping With Insomnia post.

³If Aspies where the majority, I’m sure the reverse would be true. Adult Aspies could just as easily think that the world would be better off without neurotypicals. Just because we think so differently doesn’t mean we can’t function harmoniously together. The problems aren’t really from the head… they come from the heart.

It Always Works For Me!

  • Posted on September 29, 2008

How could I forget something so crucial?! I guess that’s what exhaustion does for a person.

Instead of rewording what I’ve already said in a comment I wrote from my post Sleeping With Insomnia, I’ll just copy and paste it here. I think the information is too vital to risk the chance that others may miss benefitting from it.

I see what I’ve neglected to add and am reminded of things I forgot about my childhood. My parents always had me go to bed in my own bedroom, but in spite of that, I didn’t end up staying there for the same reasons as your son’s. After having written this post, I asked how many other adults in my aspie group have to deal with nightmares. Surprisingly the answer was only a few do. This sleep disturbance seems to be more prominent among children. I think there are too many factors which could possibly be acting upon the way one sleeps as an adult for any ‘professional’ to be able to give a reliable answer.

I may have given the wrong impression, since I too get overstimulated by anything electronic. Having said that, it probably makes little sense as to why I sometimes use a CD player for help to sleep. On the nights I listen to my CD, my mind tends to be extraordinarily overstimulated all on its own. I have no idea what percentage of the time it works. All I know is that it has given me a break from my own inability to ‘ground’ my thoughts. It takes discernment and practice to know what things can be focused on without over-focusing on it (you probably already know that).

I heard the advice of eastern meditation (e.g., focusing on breathing to stay in the ‘present’). That doesn’t work for many aspies. A tip I failed to mention has a perfect success rate for me. I forgot to include it, because it had been a long while since I last experienced it before writing this post. I can remember to include it in this comment due to finally getting this ‘treatment’ last night. My parents would never have done it for me, but fortunately I must have intuitively known to give top priority to marry a man who is gifted with knowing how to give a massage. My husband never was taught any techniques. He just knows how to squeeze the anxiety out of me (he should, because for many years, he was the greatest contributor of stress in my life¹ and I thank God that’s over!). It isn’t often I get to receive his therapeutic strength, but when I do, it works 100% of the time!

I did have the same Alexandar Scourby’s CDs as yours, but gave them away because of the way he talks (like there is a fire in his mouth and the words are running out to escape for their lives!). It’s critical that I listen to a soothing voice speaking at a slower pace.

I finally got a needed wonderful night’s sleep what I last night! )

¹He admits it and now sees what he couldn’t back then. Only the ignorant would claim this is an arrogant statement.

Sleeping With Insomnia

  • Posted on September 26, 2008

Insomnia doesn’t mean never being able to sleep. It means being unable to remain asleep for an adequate length of time.

Usually insomnia stems from anxiety and worry. Even though Aspies are known for being anxious most of the time, research seems to indicate other factors as possibly being the cause for some aspies’ unusual sleeping patterns.¹

Because I’ve never known what ‘normal’ sleep is like, I’ve always wondered why my sleeping experiences are so different. I wasn’t the only one who wondered. A psychology professor I had who taught Psychology of the Conscious, was also baffled. My dream journal disturbed him so much that he highly suggested I find a therapist who might be able to makes some sense out of my vividly morbid nightmares. Contrary to what most people might think, nightmares do NOT always indicate an underlying psychopathology.

Even though I’ve had nightmares and night terrors all throughout my life (sometimes more often than others), I did not develop chronic insomnia until after I was married and raising children. The insomnia never left, but it has decreased since its acute 13 years.

I have a healthy method that both helps me to get back to sleep and curb the horrors my mind creates when dreaming. However, there are times when nothing works. It’s those nights when I know that the best thing I can do is find something quiet to do for the night—like writing this post for example.

Obviously, it is important to have as comfortable of a place to sleep as possible. A waveless waterbed mattress made up of cylinder tubes with foam and water minimize the urge to toss and turn. Down feather pillows make the ideal complement. No headboard can beat an open window bringing in fresh country air! It’s great when the nights turn cold, because then I can bury myself under a nice heavy down comforter. If it’s not cold, I make due by covering myself with my pillows. I wear a pilot/trapper/trooper hat and a sleep mask that covers my eyes, since I’m sensitive to temperature and light changes.

Those things take care of the body, but they’re not enough for a constantly hyper-active mind.

Since I rarely ever sleep through the night without waking up, the tricky part is to keep the times of being awake as short as possible. If I’m creating my own thoughts, it can take me hours before I’ll fall back asleep. However, if an external source leads my thoughts, then sleep may come back after a couple of minutes. I’ve found a way to get my mind back to sleep AND decrease my nightmares at the same time!

I wear comfortable earphones connected with an extended wire to a bedside stereo system that plays the bible on CD. Since it is recorded in an MP3 file format, the entire bible fits onto 2 CDs. That means I can leave one CD in all night without having to hear something being repeated many times over. What does often happen as I listen to this while sleeping is I end up having dreams with someone speaking scripture to me. I never had a nightmare yet while listening to the bible in my sleep. I’ve tried listening to music while sleeping, but that doesn’t help much since it doesn’t provide me with something to think about. Since I cannot turn off my thinking when going to sleep and too much thinking keeps me awake (and can also wake me up), hearing the bible provides the perfect balance!² For those who would call this brainwashing, my response would be, “Mankind needs his brain washed, since human nature is depraved.”

¹I’ve learned some interesting things about nightmares, night terrors, and the aspie mind from my past research. Unfortunately, I no longer have those sources for linking into posts. I’ve tried searching again, but have not been able to find them. I have found other insights into this subject and will write about it some other day.

²So then faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God. — Romans 10:17

Snow, ice, slush, and rain . . .

  • Posted on February 13, 2008

How does this winter affect my brain? I’ve always had SAD (seasonal affective disorder).

Basically today the weather got about as wet as it can get. Typically February used to be difficult for me to endure without my moods turning as dreary as the sky, for as long as the long nights of winter lasted. This is about the first time in my life I can remember not falling prey to depression that could last all day! Decades ago, it could last constantly for weeks and sometimes even months. I wouldn’t go so far as to say moments never occur when cheeriness fades and being crabby takes over, but then who can honestly say they’re never cranky?!

I know winter isn’t over yet, but I have heard birds singing lately and that’s a good sign for spring being close by! I might not be sure of exactly what the reason(s?) may be for my coming as far as I have in getting away from the long bouts of major depression I struggled with many years ago, but I do know I’ve prayed for its end and I knew God would eventually remove those dark emotional clouds in His way, at His time. After all the prayers He has answered in my life?! . . . how could I doubt Him?!

My brain has re-learned how to sleep again. I already mentioned I began taking 5-HTP (5-Hydroxytryptophan) last summer to see if it would help me to overcome my lingering (but reduced) insomnia problem. What I didn’t express though was the evidence of this amino acid supplement eliminating depression for me. I also boosted its positive impact by recently placing a tall-standing Ott-lite over my desk and chair; plus, another tall-standing Ott-lite over my bed. For those who don’t know what that is, it’s lighting technology to produce natural light for better health (physically for improving vision and mentally for improving moods negatively impacted by lack of daylight).

A family relative of mine (who is also a chiropractor) wanted to join in with my theory of blaming serotonin imbalances as being the cause of my sleep disorder. I permitted her to try some muscle testing (applied kinesiology) on me with our focus being on the 5-HTP. Since what she said agreed with what I suspected for the dosage levels that would work best to accomplish my goal, I gladly proceeded to experiment on myself.

Now that the experiment is over, I’m glad!

Full Moon Hangover

  • Posted on January 24, 2008

Now that I’ve started to keep a daily record of the barometric pressure pattern to see how it might correlate to my moods and physical well-being, I also am observing the moon’s effects.

A couple of nights ago, it was full. Only when my insomnia was chronic for about 13 years, did I stay actively awake for so long. It wasn’t until just before 4 AM that I went to sleep, but regardless of when I fall asleep, I quit sleeping before daylight!

I doubt I can blame the moon entirely. In yesterday’s late afternoon, I (along with my dog Rascal) went to my daughter’s apartment to bring her some Colloidal Silver, goat’s milk, and water filters. Even though her wonderful (male) mate was there helping her and my grandchildren, it was a shockingly stressful drain on me.

I described the experience as being like taking a deer out of the woods and putting it to stand in the middle of a busy intersection of some major city! . . .

. . . or, like putting sensitive electronic equipment next to neodymium (Nd2Fe14B) magnets! Neurotypical people probably can’t relate to this. Maybe they can at least imagine what it would be like to try listening to all stations playing on the full spectrum of a radio band at the same time?

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