Tiredness

More often than I'd like to admit. I work as a nurse at a district hospital in Can Tho, and after a night shift I'm practically a zombie; I once rode home and realised I'd left my helmet on while brushing my teeth. Apart from that, the danger zone is right after lunch, around one thirty, when my eyelids get heavy no matter how much iced coffee I've had. Oddly enough, it's not physical work that wears me out most. A day of paperwork drains me far more than a day on my feet. As a child I seemed to run on a different kind of battery. I could play shuttlecock in the yard until dark, get called in for dinner three times, and still refuse to go to bed. I'd give a lot to have that energy back. As for recovering, nothing beats a proper nap, even twenty minutes on a folding bed. People swear by energy drinks, but they just postpone the crash. A short sleep, a cold shower and a bowl of something hot, and I'm more or less human again.