It’s 8:45pm on a Monday night and I’m tired. And not in a cute, oh, I’ve had such a big, busy, productive day kind of tired; more like a bone-numbing, mushy brain, sleepy eyes kind of tired. My energy levels are completely whacked at the moment. One day I can be alert and up till 12 reading or writing or watching things, whereas other nights I can have a zillion things to do (or on my mind) and are ready for a shower and sleep by 9pm.
Does anyone else have this kind of problem with their energy levels? I made it my mission last year to reign in my bedtimes to be asleep by 11:30pm-12am each night. With a few months worth of alarms (and many nights lying in a dark room wide awake) I was finally able to reboot my body clock and train myself to start feeling sleepy earlier (because my new job meant I had to wake up early – every damn day).
I’ve been wondering for a while if it’s my iron levels. I had some blood tests done a couple of years ago that mentioned I was low in iron (but not drastically low), due to my primarily plant based diet. Nowadays, I eat fully plant based at home, indulging in seafood when I’m out and can’t comment on whether or not my dietary changes have affected this. I had more tests done recently and my doctor didn’t mention anything to do with said iron levels…so who knows?
Emotionally, it has nothing to do with anything. In fact, when I’m anxious or stressed I often struggle with sleep, not crave more of it. As I write this, I had a normal day at work, woke up to my first alarm, and ate enough food throughout the day. I had a lazy afternoon and had planned to do a few different things tonight…but I didn’t. The fog was there. That’s honestly the best way to describe it – a thick fog clouding your motivation and interest and energy. I feel fine with everything else and yet I feel like I barely slept last night. Is that normal? I don’t think so.
I’m yet to pursue it medically due to my current rotation of doctors all being disinterested idiots (okay, a little harsh. They’re nice, but they’re bulk billers and mainly care about how quickly they can wrap up the appointment) who never seem to give me any decent advice. I’ve gone to them holding back tears and worrying that I might have something seriously wrong, only to be told to go get a blood test and take some Panadol.
Am I grateful that I even have access to doctors who can dish out nonsense advice? Yes. But I’d also be a lot happier if I was actually taken seriously for once. I often threaten to James that I’m giving up on modern medicine and that my next problem will be taken to a Chinese herbalist. I’m yet to make the switch, but stay tuned for if/when this happens (I’d still love to try acupuncture, but that’s a whole other story).
This post probably won’t make a lot of sense to most people, but I’m sure that a few of my readers can sympathise. This weird tired thing doesn’t come with a schedule. It also has a total lack of manners and doesn’t care that you can’t have any more coffees today. It’s strange and a little scary, but nothing life threatening, I hope.
If any of you have gone through something similar I’d love to know and chat (and if you found a cure that worked for you, even better!). Having an unidentified ‘something’ can be pretty lonely sometimes, especially when it doesn’t come with any physical symptoms and doesn’t technically feel bad or dangerous.
I’m sure there’s an explanation out there, and if you happen to know any natural remedies that can help with fatigue then let a gal know! I’m open to weird herbs, essential oils, reiki – you name it, I’ll try it.
Wishing you good health and sleep,