Ever since nursing school when I wake up in that post-REM haze my brain goes “reposition: right-side-lying to supine” then two hours later “reposition: supine to left side lying” then two hours after that down into prone. I’m like a lil half-conscious rotisserie chicken…
My daytime sleep schedule has hubs and I in a temporal bedroom divorce and he very much prefers things that way. Sometimes on the rare occasion that I have to sleep at night he storms off to the couch in a huff.
No it would be one of the several socially inappropriate nicknames patients have given me and which I will not be repeating here due to the extent that they correlate with my many physical deformities and are thus personally identifiable.
Ever since nursing school when I wake up in that post-REM haze my brain goes “reposition: right-side-lying to supine” then two hours later “reposition: supine to left side lying” then two hours after that down into prone. I’m like a lil half-conscious rotisserie chicken…
My daytime sleep schedule has hubs and I in a temporal bedroom divorce and he very much prefers things that way. Sometimes on the rare occasion that I have to sleep at night he storms off to the couch in a huff.
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No it would be one of the several socially inappropriate nicknames patients have given me and which I will not be repeating here due to the extent that they correlate with my many physical deformities and are thus personally identifiable.