one of the side effects of one of my drugs is insomnia… so here I rest, in my nest, NOT sleeping.
George is sleeping. Right next to me. Every once in a while, still sound asleep, he reaches his hand out to touch my face to make sure it’s still me there, keeping him warm. He has NOT had a good day… his left ear drum ruptured this evening, despite oh-s0-many antibiotics. There must be a weak spot in the drum from all his previous surgeries. But obviously the infection wasn’t controlled, either. I worry so much about his fragile hearing, that comes and goes with all these ear troubles. his spoken language is SO delayed, and I know it’s not all due to the hearing loss, but still, it can’t help! So tonight, I keep him tucked next to me, in case he has pain or a fever in the night. I worry less when he’s close to me, right where he belongs.
But I still can’t sleep. So i pull out my trusty headlamp, just right for working in bed without letting any light disturb little earache man.
Next from the pile of insomnia supplies on my bedside table is socks. Ready to Kitchener. I find that process tedious and boring, so it should help with sleep,yes???
but just in case, we add a sung rosary on my ipod.
It’s not conducive for speedy knitting, but that’s not what we’re trying to accomplish here. I’m trying to quiet my mind, settle my spirit, and get to sleep. Plus, it’s beautiful, beautiful, beautiful….
one essential part of this plan for getting to sleep is to expect that youu might drift off right in the middle of something… so a rosary without hard pointy crystal beads is good. You wouldn’t want to go through all this effort to get to sleep and then wake up thirty minutes later with a Pater bead poking your eye….
And George still sleeps… maybe after just a few more stitches on that sock, I can just turn off my headlamp and try to follow his example. No worries, no concept of the future… just taking things as they come, happy with each new interesting day….
What do YOU do when you can’t sleep???