Crazy lady should sleep now

I'm twitchy today. Could be the sleep phase I'm in (read: sleeping poorly, can't turn brain off), could be stress, could be a bad case of the twitchies. Hard to tell.

One of the dangers of working in health care is fighting the instinct to self-diagnose. I work for doctors and scientists; I am not one, yet every time I write a press release, story or update a Web site or profile, I have a new condition. Right now I'm writing about Nematodes (roundworms, but nematode is just so much fun to say. Try it!), and I can happily say that this is a time when I do not believe I am afflicted with the disease or condition I'm writing about. Which is good, because River Blindness and hookworm don't sound like much fun.

However, today I am convinced that I have Arthritis. I know that I'm going to get arthritis at some point and several days of really stiff and slightly swollen hands and now led me to this diagnosis. (Cue post from my mother, full of logic and reason explaining how I don't have arthritis and I just need to get some sleep). I couldn't possibly be feeling stiff and swollen because I'm under a lot of stress and not sleeping well. Nope, not even possible.

Anyway, twitchy. I'm trying to listen to music, but every song that my itunes set on random calls up is wrong. Gigs and gigs of music and none of it soothes. The clementines aren't working either. Yes, they are giving me vitamin C, which will help me stave off the evil going around, but they're not relaxing me. I don't know where I got the idea that clementines can relax you, cause they don't. So now I'm twitchy and I smell like citrus.

Sitting still is also a bit of a problem. I stayed pretty late at work today and when I got home I started handwashing wool sweaters. These are not the actions of a sane person. I gave myself a manicure and I did the laundry. I did manage to sit still long enough to watch Pimp My Ride, and, obviously, write this post.

Hopefully the twitchies will give way to fatigue (which always hits me on the tram ride home. Yes I am that person asleep on the tram every night), otherwise I'm going to have to find something to clean or organize. It's taking a great deal of will to not re-organize my cardboard recycling right now.

Today's-sing-a-long song: "Lullaby" by The Cure.

HRH