Yesterday, Keith told me I had to decide where to go for our walk. I thought that was a bit bratty of him--I'd prefer to decide together. I did some quick internet research and located some information on Wolcott Mill Metropark, where I'd never been. Turned out he hadn't either. Well, we loved the place, but we didn't get a walk because what we got instead was a tour. Which was nice. But they close at 5 so then we had to leave without a walk and walk the old neighborhood loop we always walk. BO-ring.
I've had three more nights of Rezerem, and so far, I'm not inpressed.
Night 2 I fell asleep right away, which is what it's supposed to do, but then was awake from three to four and from 5 to 6 and about a hundred times between and Keith and I took a nap together in the afternoon--unheard of! But without the CPAP, so it didn't do much good.
Night 3 was a repetition of night 2. Night 4 was worse yet--I didn't even fall asleep. It was a regular insomniac night. I was awake a lot. I spent a long long long time falling asleep and then woke up a zillion times.
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See this image in blues.