The longest time I’ve ever stayed awake was about thirty hours
Yesterday, I didn’t share everything, especially how I felt. I thought the text would be too long and probably not very interesting for anyone. But I want to continue now and talk about my experience of staying awake for more than 24 hours. First, I should explain why I didn’t want to go to the village. The next day was a normal workday for me, and spending time there just didn’t fit with my schedule. It felt uncomfortable and stressful because I knew it would affect my work. Even so, I had a lot of small conflicts with my relatives, especially about not going to the mosque.
What surprised me the most was this: earlier in the week, I told them several times that I had work and couldn’t go. But no one really listened or took it seriously. Then, when the day actually came (Thursday, March 19, after my trip from Kazan), my mom was clearly unhappy with my decision. To be honest, I didn’t want to miss the mosque. But I felt like I had no choice because of work. I knew it would affect my productivity and probably my health too.
That day was extremely uncomfortable. The whole time, I just wanted to sleep. But it wasn’t just normal tiredness or yawning. It felt like my eyes were closing by themselves, and every time I tried to keep them open, it was really hard. After eating, I sometimes felt a bit better, but it didn’t last long. At one point during lunch, I went to lie down “just for a short rest”… and ended up sleeping for about an hour. Honestly, it was kind of funny, because I felt like I could sleep the whole day and just do my work in the evening. Overall, it was a very difficult and exhausting day, and it was hard to organize anything properly.
The most longest day that I spent without sleep was around thirty hours.
Yesterday I didn't mention everything, especially about my feelings. I thought it could be very long text, and nobody will be curious about it. Therefore, I want to continue and describe my feelings when I didn't sleep for more than 24 hours. But I need to start with my desires that I didn't want to go to the village and spend my time there. Because the next day was my regular workday, and spending time there was very uncomfortable against my work. Even though I had many conflicts with my relatives about why I didn't want to visit the mosque.
In this situation, one interesting observation happened. During the week, especially on the first days I notified them about my work, that I can't go to the village and I need to work. I notified them about my issues multiple times, but nobody paid me any attention, and when that day came (it was Thursday, March 19, after my trip from Kazan), especially my mom showed dissatisfaction about my decision. Honestly, I didn't want to miss the mosque, but it was a necessary decision that directly related to my work. Also, it influenced me and my productivity, and probably healthcare too.
So my day was extremely uncomfortable, and during the whole day I wanted to fall asleep. It wasn't like a yawn or something like tired feelings; on the contrary, I felt how my eyes closed, and each time keeping them open was much more challenging. Sometimes after the food everything felt more comfortable, but it kept not so long. Even though, during my lunch, I went to bed to rest and fell asleep for around an hour. It was especially hilarious because I could sleep the whole day and spend my work until evening. Overall, it was very challenging and difficult to organize the day that I spent yesterday.