Yay for sleepiness, Teppy.

And while I can see that POV, I think the effects of chronic insomnia are worse than dependence on a drug that lets one sleep.

Yeah, I would think so! Fingers crossed you have many more nights of good sleep without it.

StW thinks I need Ambien. Maybe I do, but I can't afford to go get it prescribed, and he can't prescribe it for me, so.

I'm glad you could sleep last night Steph!

Steph, that is a fucking miracle, and I am in awe of it. (I haven't tried sleeping without Ambien for a very long time.)

The only reason I started trying is because my doctor was getting grumbly about refilling it, and I don't want to take Remeron, even if it is sedating. I'm hoping I can start a pattern (though I don't think a nightcap every night is necessarily a good idea -- for me -- either).

Steph,

you have had a flareup this week, yes? Maybe your body was just tired out and gave in.

Good on you for having good rest. When I've had insomnia, I have felt like a flat out crazy person.

On the very bad nights when Hubby can't take any more pain pills, he'll pull out the Jagermeister. It sounds like a recipe for catastrophe, but he sleeps peacefully and pain free and wakes up remarkably cheerful and rested. But he's always metabolized alcohol insanely fast. Darned Norwegian genes.

Okay, lasagna is in the crockpot, brownies are made for shindig tonight, laundry is on the clothesline. Now I have a dog who really wants a W-A-L-K.

you have had a flareup this week, yes? Maybe your body was just tired out and gave in.

I didn't even think of that! Makes sense, though. And I'm still fighting my innards and getting a little tired of oatmeal.

I feel like a big part of the insomnia is the learned pattern of sleeplessness -- if I can break it, then I'd be willing to say the IBS flare is worth it. As long as it calms the fuck down soon.

I'm slightly embarrassed, when I went to pick up Tom, they had already taken Taz upstairs and sedated him. At this point I thought he'd be at the vet's all weekend at least, so I asked if I could see him. The vet tech brought him down and lay him on the table and I just burst into tears saying goodbye.

I'd have lost it. I was crying when they took Darby to be sedated for her dental work. If I'd seen her, oh man.

I am forever grateful that my doctor decided a possible dependency on sleep meds is preferable to chronic sleep deprivation. Before we started me on half an Ambien every night, I was averaging about 5 to 6 hours of sleep a night.