The insomnia is GONE!!! i got 14 hours of uninterrupted Z's last night, and i feel like a new woman! OK, the same woman that i felt like before my eyes wouldn't closer for longer than it takes to blink, but a refreshed and re-energized version of that woman. I'd given up on ever sleeping again. I know what time the birds begin to chirp and when our newspaper is delivered. I know how many times i blink in 1 minute ( my daughter counted during one of my really spaced out moments). I know how to make the most incredible steak fajita's you will ever taste ( i tried cooking to pass the time).
And whats more important, i know what will put me straight to sleep if this ever happens again. A detailed description of the antique christmas ornament that my mother found on one of her bus trips with her church group...Or maybe it was simply the LENGTH of the entire conversation that i had with my mom. Or maybe, while i was reeling from the excitement of learning that her find was painstakingly handcrafted by a man named roofus somebody who lived in bugtussle, my bout of insomnia morphed into narcalepsy.
No matter what the cause, M tells me that at one moment i was asking who this roofus person was, and the very next moment my head dropped to my chest, the phone fell to the floor, and i started to snore ( i think he made that part up- i DO NOT snore).
M picked up the phone and appologized to my mother. Then he picked me up and put me into bed...This morning, i woke up on my own. No alarm clocks, no phone ringing, no kids arguing, and no computer noises. M fed the kids last night and put them to bed early. This morning, HE got them up, fed them, and took them to school. He hid in the back part of the house so that his normal clumsy bumps and crashes wouldn't disturb me. And when i finally woke up and made my way into the kitchen, there was a fresh pot of DECAF coffee and a dozen roses in a vase in the middle f our table. The card reads, " Forgive an insensitive creep for making things worse. I love you..M "

(Thanks for the suggestions and the compassion for what could have become a dangerous experience!)