It’s close to midnight on a Sunday when I fluff up the blankets in my bed, and slip into the comfort of my heated mattress pad. I am sleepy, and although my mind is always whirling, I endeavour to catch some winks to revive myself for the busy week ahead. I recalled my head sinking into the pillow, my body burrowed into the comfort of my blankets; sometime later, my sleepy eyes popped open. I blinked, scrutinising the darkness, puzzled by the lack of morning’s glow through my window. I looked at the clock on my bedside table – 3:00 am.
Five nights became two weeks, repeating the same baffling cycle. I read articles that hinted there might be a connection between RA and insomnia; several opinions presented themselves, ranging from medication side effects and burning inflammation, to stress and chronic pain; and while I can recognise why some of these attributes might disrupt sleep, there are times when I can’t correlate my insomnia to RA, and it becomes a perplexing puzzle wrapped in obscurity. Is it the relentless stiffness demanding movement from my joints that wakes me; is it the fiery pain of inflammation; has the old lady embedded something anonymous in my system, perhaps a nocturnal microchip revving up her disease activity like a hamster running in its wheel? Or could it be a new malady joining forces with the old lady? What is this mystifying cause that stirs me at the same time each night, pervading my body with a fretful energy?
I may never know what caused my errant sleeplessness; it may disappear as quickly as it arrived or it may stick around and plague me some more, but I can’t help wondering if old lady RA is up to some new tricks. When did I become the hamster in her wheel?
The information on this site are stories based on my personal experiences and is not intended for medical advice. All content provided on this blog is for informational purposes only. The owner of this blog makes no representations as to the accuracy or completeness of any information on this site or found by following any link on this site. The owner will not be liable for any errors or omissions in this information nor for the availability of this information. The owner will not be liable for any losses, injuries, or damages from the display or use of this information. All content is original and owned by the author and shall not be used or duplicated without express and written permission.
If You Like What You See
Some people have inquired if there’s a place to donate on my blog. This is for those who would like to offer extra support for my work and I thank you for this.
A bigger thank you to all my readers who offer ongoing support simply by stopping by for a visit. I enjoy writing and interacting with you.
J.G. Chayko is a writer, actress, and international arthritis advocate who’s been involved in theatre for more than 30 years and has published poetry, fiction, and creative non-fiction.