[WP] During a very important week of your life, you suddenly get insomnia so terrible that you are only able to fall asleep after staying awake for 70+ hours.

October 20, 2015

My name is James. I'm a twenty-two year old man, and I was supposed to have my first med school interview today. I'm not going to be able to go.

I have fatal familial insomnia.

My doctors recommended that I keep a journal to try to keep some semblance of routine in my life. I think it's ridiculous, but at this point, what do I know?

I haven't slept in two days. I had a nap right before then, and no sleep for five before that. I'm already feeling the crazy inch up my spine. It's been getting worse for months. God, I knew it was coming, but I didn't think it'd be like this.

I don't really have anything more to say today.

November 15, 2015

I might have slept the other day. I definitely can't remember a whole three hours. The nurse says my eyes were open, though, and that I was watching the TV that hangs in the corner of my sterile room.

Who am I kidding? I'm just starting to lose it.

I know exactly what this disease is, and so do my doctors. It's call fatal familial insomnia. My dad died of this. Of course, he was forty-five when it started.

I thought I'd have some time. Hell, that's why I wanted to be a doctor. Maybe it's not the grand goal that other people have of helping others or whatever, but I think it's understandable. I wanted to save my own damn life.

November 30, 2015

I wasn't allowed home for Thanksgiving. Why wasn't I allowed home for Thanksgiving? I should have been allowed home for Thanksgiving. I'm about to die soon, and they won't let me home for Thanksgiving.

Why won't they let me home for Thanksgiving? It's not like there's anything they can do for me.

At least I could've put on some more weight. I'm thin like a skeleton. I should've gone home for Thanksgiving.

December 20, 2015

I can't. I can't. It's all their fault. They tried to take the journal away. I'm not going to let them.

You're my friend, right? You. You keep my thoughts.

They're all insane. You're not supposed to sleep.

I don't know. But I know this journal. They said it was good for me!

But they are liars. Maybe that means you're actually taking my thoughts?

I don't want to stop thinking. I've been stopping thinking. Hours just disappear.

I don't want to stop thinking.

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