rejectomorph | Reset Forty-Two, Day Nine

Though Sunday brought no sleep-interrupting phone calls, I was nevertheless awakened too early by my own traitorous neck. It's likely I slept on it wrong, as it began hurting enough to wake me up some time before noon and I was thereafter unable to find a comfortable position and go back to sleep. After a couple of hours I gave up trying and got out of bed. Some gentle stretching exercises and sitting up straight for a while diminished the discomfort somewhat, but there have been periods of aching all day. Most likely it needs some traction, which means I'll probably have to get to a chiropractor soon if it doesn't ease up.

I'm hoping I can sleep better tonight... well, today. It's supposed to hit 105 today, and the night hasn't gotten as cool as I'd like. There will have to be air conditioning for me to get to sleep. I'll have to be careful about getting my neck covered, as a chilly draft can set it off too. That might have been part of the problem Sunday, as I shoved my covers off as I slept and my neck was exposed to intermittent blasts of chilled air. Accursed heat. I'd wear a scarf to bed, but I fear I'd tangle it somehow and end up strangling myself.

Hot week is here. Hell yawns. At the moment, so do I. Time to try sleeping.