I posted on twitter last Saturday that I had a no-narco-nap day. It was pretty nice, I have to say. When you have narcolepsy, not being tired is a great thing. It's like what you've heard about the blind, how their hearing and other senses get more acute, stronger. For me, I get tired quite often. It's not all the time, but often enough that when I'm fully awake I can get the feeling like I'm switched on. Being awake is that much more vibrant.
Alas, it's often like a pendulum. I will say this much, though: embracing the naps has been a success. When I start to get tired I lay down and rest. Sometimes 20 minutes, sometimes an hour. I think I'm done trying to ignore the fact that I have narcolepsy. I just hope this is the only place where it becomes a defining factor in my life. I will admit I like that no one really cares, or at least no one cares to comment about it. It's a forgettable trait in me and I'm okay with that.
As for the moodiness, if you ask me it's pretty much history. We'll check that against the panel of judges (my wife)...
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Those who care don't matter, and those that matter don't care.
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