Unfortunately, binaural beats work by sending slightly different sound waves to each ear. And as only one of my ears works, that's not a useful thing for me. On the other hand, tart cherry juice concentrate in seltzer an hour or so before bedtime seems to be working well these days, so I'm good.
amych, I'm sorry about your dad and grandmother-in-law.
That's interesting; I really didn't do any research into the hows or whys of the binaural beats. Just trying anything that doesn't involve medication to get my BP where it should be.
Cherry juice, eh? Intriguing.
Mmmm...cherry juice.
Haven't tried binaural, but melatonin at bedtime (and that means last thing as I turn out the light) helps. I can't always sleep, but at least I can rest.
I started taking magnesium to help with restless legs and it helps me relax over all. Not a lot but enough that sometimes I take it when there is a lot of phsycial anxiety.
Also I have a weighted blanket and that helps a tremendous amount.
I also got an update on Aunt Jane. It's more serious than they first thought but they are still saying she had a TIA and not a stroke but they dont know why. She's going to be in the hospital longer and she will need to go to rehab after and she won't be able to drive.
Dad is staying with Grandma and one uncle is staying with my aunt/getting her things from her house until my other uncle gets there.
My grandmother is upset and feels some responsibility even though she shouldn't but she did say she thinks she should go stay at an assisted living place. Which makes that decision easier. No decisions are being made right now. It's just wait and see.
Timelies all!
Tomorrow, bright and early, we head to CT to visit my folks. Short trip- we head back on Sunday, since Gary has to leave for a business trip Monday.
Home from the sea, or Vegas as the case may be. Walking into my apartment makes me happy. Though I will miss the king size bed.
So, inadequate jackpots to purchase Buffista Island? How's Vegas doing? My friend moved there last month and so far she is loving it.
Vegas is hot but deliriously happy about the Golden Knights, and all the cabbies are eager to point out the new football stadium being built for the Raiders.
I'm done with my gallbladder surgeon after today's follow up. So that's one less doctor I have to listen to tell me how fat I am.