Sleep Deprivation is a Yo-yo
Granted, 6 hours of sleep a day is not extreme sleep deprivation, but after not using an alarm for so long, it is a bit unsettling. There have been some very difficult times and some super wonderful times. Certainly sleep deprivation would contribute to more extreme mood swings, and the pendulum swang pretty hard this time.
The first day, Tuesday, I woke up groggy, picked up some energy mid-day, and then became depressed in the evening. The annoying thing about depressive moods is that one starts to think about giving up, saying things like “What’s the point?” Then I found Steve’s blog entry and that cheered me up for the rest of the night.
The next day I popped out of bed fully alert and had a productive, energized morning. I was feeling great about the time and energy I had and confident to engage in whatever was presented to me during the day. Then, during the evening, I got another bout of depression, and it was painful at times. I wanted to just sleep it off, but I couldn’t. Not sleeping whenever I want is something I need to get used to again, but the rewards are worth it.
Thursday and Friday were less memorable, but the pattern was roughly the same: more alert during the day, less alert at night. It was all-round less extreme though. I was “just” alert during the day, not super wonderful, and I was kinda spaced out in the evenings, not depressed. All in all, things seem to be progressing smoothly. My naps are OK. I’ve been taking them on time and falling asleep with relative ease if not immediately. I wake up feeling somewhat disoriented and with a mild sense of panic thinking that I have something to do. I wake up automatically for most of them, right before the alarm goes off. When I use Placebo’s Sleep Track, it may be the end of the white noise that wakes me up, who knows.

