I squint my eyes trying to hone in my focus to the front of the room. My eyelids become heavy and the last conscious thought that flashes across my mind before I lose grasp on reality is, DON'T FALL ASLEEP. One, two maybe even three seconds pass. I jerk my head up as I feel a small pool of drool collect on my notes. "Damn, not again!" I think as I inconspicuously try to wipe up what has escaped from my slack mouth. I casually look at my fellow classmates trying to read the judgment in their faces. Once done surveying the fallout, I mentally slap myself and resolve to pay attention. Inevitably though, the gentle lull of my professor's voice, the click of the PowerPoint slides and the warm blanket of the room gently obscures my resolve and I fall prey to the invisible power of SLEEP.
I am still not sure whether or not I am an actual narcoleptic but being a student in the medical field has led me to diagnose myself with a whole slew of medical and psychiatric problems. Science has actually blurred the line of reality instead of sharpening the world into the black and white I so would have liked. Science deceived me! I also took an Internet sleep test and that is apparently all the evidence one needs to diagnose themselves with a serious medical condition. Will I actually ever go to a real doctor to find out? Perhaps. Until that time I dance in the grey zone never knowing when I will embarrass myself in public. I am still not entirely sure if medicine and and narcolepsy mix either.
