I have sleep issues. I have been popping Tylenol PM for the better part of 20 years and the last several months, my insomnia has increased enough that many nights it was three Tylenol and four Melatonin and still I would find myself wide awake at 2:30 AM.
Many months ago, Michael, my GBC, told me he was on Ambien and he loved it. Said he slept like a baby. I considered it but dismissed any thought of pursuing it. Now working full time again, lack of sleep is a big deal, especially since it happens to me a lot. T, who I work with also told me she was on Ambien and having grown weary of feeling so tired all the time, I finally saw my doctor last week to ask about a prescription, which she gave to me.
That night, I got the best night's sleep I have had in months! I was surprised by how quickly it worked though! Tylenol PM, I took an hour before bed in order to feel a little sleepy by the time it was light's out. Ambien takes about 15 minutes to hit full force. In 15 minutes, I can no longer read the words on my Kindle and have to sleep.
The third night on the drug was following a busy day. We went to the lake on Saturday and had a full day boating and swimming. We left late to come home and did not arrive back at the house till 10:30 PM. After getting the kids up to bed, I took the Ambien and then putzed around downstairs for about ten minutes; putting away some of the stuff from the lake and tidying up. Went upstairs and took out my contacts and washed my face.
Then it all gets fuzzy. The Brit reports that I sat on his side of the bed and tried to put on my pajamas for ten minutes, all the while talking about the people on the love seat in our room who were laughing at me. I went on to insist that I did not want the kids in the room while I was changing. No recollection on my part at all.
Sunday night was uneventful, though The Brit remarked when I came up to bed that he was ready for tonight's show. Then last night, I got into bed with the intention of reading my Kindle until I went to sleep. Apparently, I fell asleep with the Kindle and my glasses down around my face and when The Brit woke me up to tell me to put the Kindle away and go to bed, I argued like a child about not wanting to, held a full conversation with the Couch People and told The Brit where on my body I hid my dollar bills.
It has been an interesting ride so far but damn, I am sleeping well!
The Genius turned 16 today and per his request, he got a Kindle. At least I have one reader out of the two!