This post is not going to discuss my harrowing experience of staying up late one night. Rather, it’s about how staying up late frequently over a long period of time has affected my sleeping pattern.
The story starts some four years ago. I had just passed out from high school and started grad school. Staying up late so I could study and do things that I love (read: investing time in Linux) soon became a habit. Around that time, I would usually hit the bed at 01:00 or 01:30 and wake up around 09:00. This continued for about a year or so. I used to however, occasionally stay up till 03:00 and 04:00 wasn’t such a big surprise either.
I then changed my sleeping pattern to a far more flexible state: staying up for as long as was necessary and then catching up on my sleep during the day. This meant that I went to bed early in the morning and slept till about 11:00 or 13:00, or even later at times. This was however not a deliberate decision. I had for many months now been trying to bring my sleeping schedule back on track, but I failed at it miserably. You see, even if I went to bed at 23:00 or 01:00, I still couldn’t sleep till after 04:00 or 05:00. And that meant I would wake up around one or two in the afternoon.
Let me now tell you about more recent happenings. This is from about eight months ago. I was on a very acceptable schedule — getting up around 10:00 and hitting the bed a little after 00:00. I was still sleeping on average about nine hours a day, but as long as I wasn’t up all night I was at peace.
But out of the blue, for no reason at all, I just couldn’t sleep one night. So I went to bed at 7 A.M. Naturally, I woke up after lunch. This then became the routine. I would go to bed around mid-night (sometime sooner) and after struggling to find sleep, get up in the middle of the night and stay up all night, struggling to kill time. You see, at this point, I couldn’t do anything. I was tired, my mind wouldn’t work and so I couldn’t write anything. This continued for some weeks when I decided I just won’t go to sleep one day. So, on Sunday night I didn’t go to sleep, I couldn’t in any case. The whole of Monday was naturally quite a drag, but I somehow managed. I went to bed on Monday around eleven and peacefully got out of bed at 5 A.M. on a beautiful Tuesday morning. I felt fresh and I managed to get some work done. Unfortunately, I couldn’t sleep Tuesday night at all, so the whole of Wednesday was a drag, since I had decided against going to bed at seven in the morning. This pattern of sleeping every alternate day continued for about ten days after which my schedule had returned to normal.
I was going to bed before mid-night and getting up at five or five-thirty in the morning. Life was great.
Then, the work load increased and I was forced to stay up till midnight and even 01:00 at times to meet dead lines. I still however was getting up at no later than five-thirty, which meant on occasion I only got four hours of sleep at night. As is the case everywhere, change is the only constant. I was forced to work till two or three at night and that again meant my sleeping pattern was in turmoil. I don’t exactly recall what I was going through at that time, but I assure you life was hell.
A couple of months ago, I again did the sleeping on alternate nights to bring some order to my sleeping pattern. Magically, it worked again. I was back to getting up at five or five-thirty in the morning and I was getting about six-seven hours of sleep everyday.
But, it was not to be. Out of the blue, for no reason I can think of, I just couldn’t sleep one night. I stayed in bed however and finally found sleep around 5 A.M. Crap! I woke up around 2 P.M, having spent nearly 14 hours in the bed. This then became routine. I would go to bed early because I felt tired and couldn’t think straight, but was unable to get any sleep. I also tried the sleeping every alternate day routine, but that didn’t work: I was just so tired to keep it up and would always hit the bed by 8 or 9 A.M. As a result, I got up at 3 or 4 or even 5 P.M. at times. Life as I knew it was over.
Fortunately, I managed to turn things around once again, and I was again able to get up at 5:30 in the morning. Usually I would sleep till about 07:00 but on average I got up before 06:00. But for the past few weeks now, I’m back on the “can’t sleep after I hit the bed routine”. This despite my going to bed around mid-night.
Now, from these past four years, I’ve learned some important lessons, the most important of which is to not to mess up with your sleeping pattern. Now I know many people who stay up all night partying and what not, but I seriously can’t imagine how they manage it.
I should probably also mention at this point that I don’t smoke and I don’t drink. In a few more words, I’ve never smoked a cigarette and I’ve never even had a beer.
My current schedule, as of today is: I went to bed around 2 A.M. but couldn’t sleep till about 4 A.M. I then was vaguely aware of every sound around me till about 07:30. But from then till about 13:00 I was totally out, as if I was drugged.
So I woke up today at one-thirty P.M. and I’ve no clue when I’ll hit the bed again.
Just to make this narrative complete, let me also mention the time when I was on medication for cough/cold/fever etc. Most of the drugs to combat cough/cold as you know are sleep inducing. Any anti-allergy pill will typically knock you out for several hours. Even when I was taking these pills, I couldn’t sleep at night. That meant that even if I tried sleeping every other day, I didn’t get any peaceful sleep.
So, the purpose of this entire post is to urge everyone who reads this to not mess up their sleeping patterns. Try to get in bed and find sleep before mid-night and try to get up early in the morning. And do some exercise.
I’ve invested quite a bit into building my own gym, but with a sleeping pattern like this, I don’t know what a good time to eat and workout is!