Tag: Midnight witterings of and Insomniac

Well, here we are again

So much for the sleeping well then.

As I write this I’m lay flat on my back in a hospital bed, at exactly midnight too, listening to a bit of Fleetwood Mac, who always sound amazing on headphones, but I need beter ones, and I’m awaiting a visit from the spinal team. What’s that you say? Spinal team? Why Dan, whatever has happened? Well, what hasn’t happened, and it’s not even the end yet.

I haven’t felt like writing or even doing anything for quite a while due to the fact that I finally admitted to myself, and sought help for my depression. Events of my past 18 months have been hell and there is still more to come. I’ve had depression since my teens but always managed it myself, I just couldn’t do that anymore and, after a breakdown, I finally sought professional help back in April. I was given medication and mostly slept and cried. Not a month later and I was diagnosed with Sciatica, an umbrella term for a few symptoms, this has been getting progressively worse, even with pain relief and Osteopth visits. So that leads me to tonight. After not listening to my body, I stupidly went back to work too early and have put myself in hospital with the prospect of surgery ahead of me. I have a slipped disc, and anyone that’s ever had it will feel my pain, but I’ve never felt pain like it! No amount of pain relief was getting rid of it, so, my mother in law took control and took me to A&E where I had the scan to confirm the slipped disc and the fact it is pressing on the nerves that control my bladder and making my leg numb. I’m awaiting to see if I will need surgery to remove or ‘shave’ the disc, or they can do it with intense physio. Physio would be the best bet, limits the chance of further damage, but the fact it’s pressing on my bladder nerve is a worry as it could make me incontinent if not relieved soon. So as you can imagine, the pain and the worry has brought me to tonight and being unable to sleep. I have a million things on my mind, not all pain related, some just weird like how can I need a hair cut already and I only had it done two weeks ago, and I just want to sleep. So I will bid you adeu for now and who knows. I could be posting something again soon, or maybe not…

Sleep well


P.S doesn’t music sound better in headphones, no matter how crappy they are.



‘Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday nights alright!’

That has been going round my head ALL day. And now it’s just took me 10 minutes to copy and paste the word Saturday on my bloody phone. That was after I spent 5minutes counting how many Saturdays it should be in the song. Thanks Elton. Why do songs even stick in our heads anyway?

Anyhoo, Hello! Welcome to my blog! My wife was getting annoyed with me waking her up at ridiculous times with stupid questions, so what better way to clear my head than put it all on the Internet! Yay, great idea that is..

So what can you expect from this blog? Well, more of the above for a start, songs are often stuck in my head and now they will be in yours once you read this, I bet you sang that first paragraph didn’t you? And now you can’t stop. Welcome to my world. It gets weird sometimes and I’m often surprised myself.  I don’t seem to sleep much sometimes, and it’s not through lack of trying, because lord knows I’m tired, but sleep evades me, like a becconing mistress, only to be cruelly ripped away as I am in touching distance.

I mainly have unanswered questions that I just can’t be bothered to Google and the occasional rant that is often an argument in my own head, least now somebody might help me answer some of my burning thoughts. Or just sing along with me when I have a song in my head.

So if you don’t mind,I’ll tell you guys all about the things I’m thinking now and then.

Sleep well!


(Oh look, it’s midnight too! Won’t always be but ‘the witterings of an insomniac between the hours of 12 and 5’ doesn’t quite have the same ring to it. Night all! 💤)