It is not uncommon to have occasional difficulties falling asleep. Sometimes we are excited over an upcoming event; other times we are stressed or worried about a situation on the horizon. Perhaps we have had too much caffeine or there are outside sources such as noise or light impeding our transition into dreamland.
I have done a lot of reading on the subject when sleep eludes me and have learned about several remedies: Drugs such as Ambien or Benadryl, melatonin supplements, yoga, white noise, a cup of warm milk and honey, and deep breathing are among the suggestions I found with the help of my good friend Mr. Google.
Dad does not usually sleep past 5 a.m., but I have noticed that when we have been away, particularly sleeping where there is little to no light, he does much better.
Last night I was hit with an irritating red light emanating from somewhere on his dresser. I don’t know why I never noticed it before. Perhaps, Dad suggested, something was moved while I was dusting. After he tried unsuccessfully to block it, I turned on the light and went searching in my nightstand drawer for the solution.
After adjusting my fix, but before turning off the light, Dad caught a glimpse of me and began to roar with laughter. I was not amused.
Allow me to explain. When we went to Paris many years ago, we were given a little sleep package by the airline. Inside was a toothbrush, socks, and an eye mask. I still have the socks and the mask, which gives the wearer instantaneous blackness.
They take a little getting used to, but they do the trick. It solved my problem and off to sleep I went once dad stopped laughing.
I guess they were not as comfortable as I had hoped, because when I awoke, they were no longer on me. But that really doesn’t matter, because they got me to sleep.