Narcolepsy

Mom had such a struggle with narcolepsy – she once told me that was the reason she never finished nursing school: because she couldn’t stay awake to do her homework. I remember once she was sitting at the sewing machine going full speed ahead and suddenly she stopped, leaned back, crossed her arms, dropped her head to her chest and snored for about 5 minutes. She jerked awake, called out, “Not just now!” looked around, a little wild-eyed, and started sewing again.
I also remember trying to get her to read to me out of an Archie comic book and she sort of abridged the story by “reading” the pictures; “Well, this guy went to school and saw this gal there and they got into a fight, so she went and told this other gal and she …” then her head started to droop a little and the narration stopped, so I nudged her and said, “Mom, what else does it say?” And she pulled her head up and she tried to go on, but was fading fast, “Well, they went to the soda shop and shaw her fahzer there…” and her words and voice railed off into nothing. “Mom,” I said, shaking her arm. She jerked her head up, took a deep breath and tried again, “So, he drove them both home and they lived happily ever after.” And that was the end of that.
What do you remember about Mom’s narcolepsy?