Monday morning
Last night was somewhat better, even tolerable. Yesterday I took my 6pm diuretics at noon instead, so I only needed to get up ONCE in the night to pee. Why didn’t I think of that sooner? Cloudy brain. I only sweated through one towel, and only woke up twice to mop up the sweat. And there was one false pump alarm that almost didn’t count because I barely woke up and went straight back to sleep. If every night could be like that, my sanity would improve immensely.
I’ve had to stop wearing my absolutely magical Manta sleep mask because the synthetic fibers trap puddles of sweat against my head. So now I flip the top end of my Sleeping Towel back over my eyes. Good enough.
I’m going to do some Procreate art now!