The best way of waking up is having sudden killer leg cramps in your calves. Both of them. So bad that when you jump out of bed so you can walk and get them gone you fall right back on your ass and your boyfriend has to jump up from sleep (I WAS, to my shame, yelping like a puppy who was left alone) and hold me so I could walk. They (the cramps) were gone after 4 steps (two each foot). I did NOT need to go back to bed after that.
So I decided it was 7:15 after all, even if it was a Saturday morning. I went and got a cup of coffee and bleary eyed started surfing my favorite blogs - this has become a hobby lately, but more about that later.
Fast forward an hour. I'm still fuzzy-minded. I go for a second cup of coffee.
Now, I drink instant. I have two jars, one is a decaf (Folgers) and one is a regular (Nescafe).
Years ago when I was still severely hyperthyroid and on Metoprolol (for rapid heart beat) my endo said "no more caffeine". It was hard, as my blood pressure is normally from 100 to 110 over 64 to 72. It used to be even lower so drinking a pot of coffee a day was a norm for me. Metoprolol is a blood pressure medicine. Also used as a betablocker in thyroid-induced tachycardia. But you can't take it for reducing your heart rate without it making your blood pressure plummet. So I was drinking a cup of coffee in the morning. Endo said no more. So for the following few years I had 8 oz of liquid ready to drink so I can get out of bed without falling on my face.
I'm not on Metoprolol anymore so I started drinking a little coffee again. The first cup is regular. The next ones are decaf.
I realize that in my fuzzy-mindedness I had grabbed the decaf for my first cup. Obviously, the decaf jar is in the middle of the counter, the regular hidden behind other stuff.
So, let me sweep the fuzzes. Got more to say. Also need more calcium, obviously. The leg cramps always mean I need more calcium, for me.
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