Never Too Old for a Good Snooze

I’m getting drowsy right now. Ready for my afternoon nap. But I felt the need to at least start working on this blog post. While I didn’t have a subject five minutes ago, I’ve kind of just yawned my way into one. Let’s see if it works.

By this time of day, I’m normally ready for a change of scenery. After staying in the living room all morning (except for a ten-minute run to Sonic for a large diet cherry limeade, easy ice) five mornings of the week, that could mean getting outside. Cutting the grass. Picking up something at the grocery store. Checking out what’s new at Barnes & Noble. Taking a walk. Any of those activities would qualify as a change of scenery.

But in my retirement years I’ve come to prefer taking a nap. A simple siesta on the sofa in the living room. With Happy–the happy miniature dachshund–snuggled up on my lap. Or between me and the back of the sofa, depending on how I’m lying.

Getting to sleep isn’t normally a problem. I have relaxing music playing in the background, and that helps me tune the rest of the world out. Not counting phone calls, which I have little control over but a wonderful capacity for ignoring. No wonder. Practically none of them are personal.

I don’t normally sleep long. Half an hour is normal and forty-five minutes is almost unheard of. These naps don’t usually leave me groggy, either, thank goodness, but they do leave me refreshed and ready to get something done.

I remember too well when my daughter, Kristi, outgrew her nap-time as a child. Having her awake all of the time sometimes proved to be a real chore.

At least I don’t bother anyone else whether I nap or not. I’m just thankful I can enjoy those snoozes and hope I never get too old for them.

Until I take that final nap, anyhow. But I’ll be heading into the pearly gates of Heaven at the end of that nap.

What about you? Do you enjoy an occasional siesta? Do you have a favorite day and time for one–for example, a Sunday afternoon nap? How about sharing with a comment?


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A Tribute to Afternoon Naps

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For almost as long as I can remember, sleep has been an issue for me.

At one point in my life I tended to fall asleep far too easily at all the wrong times. During a meeting at work. While talking to a friend. During a sermon. I used to claim I’d fall asleep during a Billy Graham sermon when he was at his prime.

But at least I never fell asleep while driving.

There were advantages, however. I didn’t have any trouble falling asleep at night, and I almost fell asleep while my lady dentist of that time was working in my mouth. A real advantage when having a root canal.

I don’t know why I never talked to the doctor about my problem. Instead, I continued putting up with it until he prescribed something for a different problem, and my falling-asleep-at-the-wrong-time problem seemed to magically disappear. Even though I no longer take that particular medicine, I haven’t hadn’t any relapses into wrong-time sleepiness.

But a new problem surfaced over the years. Sleep apnea. Not only was I snoring loudly enough to raise the roof, I would actually stop breathing occasionally for seconds at a time. Not surprisingly, that concerned my wife. A LOT!

So I started sleeping with a mask connected to a CPAP machine. It worked great until I finally got tired of having to sleep only in certain positions. Otherwise the mask leaked air, which not only lessened its usefulness, but made noise I my wife and I could both live without. It wasn’t as effective as it had been before, anyhow. So I put it back in its case and stuck it under the bed.

When I was diagnosed with diabetes three years ago, my doctor told me to lose weight rather than count carbs, and the interesting thing is my sleep apnea disappeared as I grew smaller. I still snore occasionally, but not nearly as objectionably, and my wife says I no longer quit breathing while I’m asleep.

Somewhere along the way, however, I started waking up in the middle of the night and frequently fretting irrationally about things I wouldn’t even be concerned about when I was awake. So the doctor prescribed amitriptyline.  Although the directions say to take it at bedtime, I’ve found the effects last better if I wait till I have to get up during the night–normally sometime between midnight and 2:00 a.m. Since it doesn’t actually make me sleepy, I can take it as close to time to get up as I want to.

Flash forward to the present. We normally head for bed around 9:00 p.m., and I pray myself to sleep. But the cat jumps on the bed around 5:00 a.m. and starts meowing more loudly than I’ve ever heard any other cat meow. Sure, fella. I know you had supper at 4:15, but can’t you let us sleep till 6:30, please?

He may or may not settle down until one of us gets up and feeds him. And if we’re feeding him, we have to feed the miniature dachshund, too. Then whoever got up to do the feeding comes back to bed and everyone tries getting back to sleep. Even if he or she succeeds, that break in our sleep leaves us less than satisfactorily rested.  Especially me.

So it’s the rare day that I don’t grab a nap soon after lunch. All I need is half an hour. Occasionally forty-five minutes. Then I’m all set to finish the rest of the day. Long live afternoon naps!

Do you have any trouble sleeping? What’s helped you? How about leaving a comment and sharing your answers with the rest of us…


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