I'm grateful that my inner alarm clock works and is on time.
This morning I woke up at 6.16. I have, however, a very clear picture in my head that I set my alarm clock to wake me at five a.m. as usual during my morning shift week. But for some reason it didn't go off as planned. When I looked at the clock more closely I noticed it was set to wake up at eight hundred hours sharp.
Okay, maybe I accidentally pressed '8' instead of '5' but I can't help to have that clear picture of the clock showing '05:00'. I don't know, maybe I *did* mess it up and somehow convince myself otherwise. Hell, maybe I changed the time in my sleep! I'm known to have done lots of nocturnal wanderings asleep when I was a kid so I suppose it's theoretically possible, albeit unlikely, that I sleepwalked. I think I'll put the clock out of my reach tonight. And yes, I know I should be sleeping already but the gynaecologist tomorrow is making me anxious again. On the other hand I'm looking forward to knowing what's wrong and what I can do about it, but then again the situation keeps giving me chills, in a negative sense of the word.
And now I have to write the list of the questions I have for the gynaecologist; if I don't I'm bound to forget them once I step in that building.
