This is after his second bad night in a row, when he couldn't sleep because he couldn't get his mind to stop worrying. After he woke me at 2:30AM, I actually scolded him - which worked. :) "Don't try to avoid thinking about the problems - let them come and deal. And those meditation things that you don't do because they put you to sleep - well, that's *good* right now. And make a cup of Sleepytime tea."
He tells me that a half hour later, he had dealt with the problems he could solve (stay away from rec.arts.sf.fandom right now because the anti-war talk has turned to antiIsrael talk and he's finding himself aligned with people rather further to the right than he'd expect, given that he's a life long liberal and opposed to this war; call his ex-psychiatrist's referral)and put away the things he couldn't, had the tea and managed to get himself to sleep for all of, oh, four hours. He functions best on 9 hours.
So. I'm worried. And a little scared because I made the mistake of reading Em Brunsen's unfinished Sports Night masterpiece "Dancing on Glass" last week, which is about aplastic anemia and features many disastrous nosebleeds.
For those who understand -- his name is Y'honaton Yaakov ben Tova Batya.
edited to add Doctor is not worried. Said it's probably a combination of sinusitus, stress and the weather, and Jonathan should use vaseline to keep the passages moist. He is worried about J's blood pressure, which has been high for years, and wants to do a longer test on Wednesday, and will not prescribe even non-addictive sleeping pills, which is somewhat surprising, since our doctor is not shy about pills.