No more Double dipping.....

Shortly after arriving at church on Sunday I became very sleepy. It didn't surprise me because they, for some strange reason, don't turn the lights on in the chapel during bible study. It is on the dark side and it is pretty early in the morning.

As the time ticked away I because ridiculously sleepy and my head kept bobbing. Now this is very rare for me because, unlike The Hubby, I have to "allow" myself to go to sleep. I cannot just fall asleep sitting in a chair. I was also very fidgety as I fought to keep myself away.

I thought for sure things would get better during the morning service but I was wrong. I just could not stay awake. At one point I actually fell asleep with my eyes open. I was looking ahead and listening to pastor when my head sudden took a nosedive. I was in such a fog/haze. I was really racking my brain to try to figure out what was wrong.

I started thinking back to my morning routine. I remember taking a Benadryl, but was having a hard time trying to decide how many I took. At one point I distinctly remember taking only one pill and then another time I remember taking two pills. I am not the sharpest tool in the shed but came to the conclusion that I actually double dipped. I normally take one pill when I wake up. At night I will take either one or two depending on how I feel. There are times that I will not take any and then wake up in the middle of the night and I take two.

Sunday morning was a first however, I must have taken two when I woke up very early and realized that my allergies were bothersome. Then when I was totally awake I took my regular one dose. I am a baby when it comes to taking medicines. They knock me off my feet. Normally I won't take anything stronger than a Tylenol. When it comes to the Benadryl I know to never take two unless I plan on going to bed.

After church I rushed out of the service, as much as I could rush half asleep, and came home and slept for what my husband and the clock tells me was an hour and a half but what felt like ten minutes. I was pretty good for the rest of the day.

I really have to be more careful the next time. I am sure the deacons were second guessing their membership choice when I kept nodding off and then refused to shake hands or talk to anyone leaving the service.

I also remember grabbing my son by the ear.... had to ask The Hubby about that. CAL was being a "little" rude and I took care of the situation even though I was half asleep. Now I think I deserve Mother of the Year.