it was all just a tease

I took the sleeping pill at 8:30 last night...fell asleep around 9:15-ish.
At approximately 1am, I awoke, to sit and stare at the ceiling for the remainder of the evening.
I know that in the grand scheme of things, I have a nice life, a nice house, a wonderful husband and daughter, and bombs are not going off over my head. In the grand scheme of things, not being able to sleep is pretty small. But in the last two weeks, I have slept only one night, it was two nights ago and it was a drug-induced sleep. This is taking a toll on my mental and emotional state. Now that Ambien isn't even working, I find myself very, very frustrated.
And for those of you keeping track, I'm still dizzy, and feel tremendous pressure coming from the back of my skull around my jaw to my eyes and nose.
But there's been enough of me down for the count, life has to go on, Bryan had to go back to work, so for me there's no more being sick. Back to the piles of laundry and dishes.