Before I learned that I was bipolar, I didn’t pay much attention to my sleep. Actually, I counted myself lucky when I got up in the middle of the night and was able to squeeze a few more hours out of the day.
Now that I have learned about bipolar and accepted my illness, I understand my need for sleep in order to avoid the depressive episodes that have so fully eclipsed my life in the past. These days I almost always make sure that I get at least 7 hours of sleep each night. If I do wake up early I try to catch a few more hours sometime in the morning.
Recently we went on a cruise. During our stay we made choices about shows and dinner hours that allowed me to get the sleep I needed. In addition to this I continued taking my medication and we had a wonderful time. Sometimes I take sleep for granted but recently I realized that in my case it is an unsung hero!