That morning the ones who shared the callroom with me during the previous duty night would tell me that my 3 alarm clocks have been ringing incessantly for hours on end without eliciting anything but a grunt from me–and that grunt might have been from something else I’ve been dreaming about. Grunt, okay, not moan or whimper. I didn’t even press the snooze button, I didn’t even throw the bleeping phones away, I didn’t even panic that the rings might have been referrals for people dying–I just slept there and totally ignored them alarms. As they were all blaring out I did eventually wake-up, but what actually managed to snap me out of sleep was this admonishment from a dutymate:
“Ang mga phone mo!!!”
This brought me back to total wakefulness and thankfully so, as I had so many things to do.
I will forever be in debt to you, JJL, you are indeed the mistress of breaking through the REM barrier.