An inner switch flipped. From then through the next 63 years I would struggle with falling asleep and staying asleep.
The downsides of that sleep disorder ranged from never feeling really good to weight gain. In the latter we confuse fatigue with hunger.
The upside included lots more time than those without insomnia have for study when in the university and assignments when consulting.
After a very disappointing experience undergoing psychoanalysis in my youth, no way was I doing to turn to modern medicine for my sleeplessness.
How I stumbled upon the cure for me was perhaps a blessing from the universe for a good deed.
See, it was not cost-effective to ship my furniture from Point A to Point B when I was relocating. The neighbor next door was thrilled to have all of it for her brother who was setting up his own apartment. He swung by and loaded it into the truck. Of course, that included the bed stuff.
I created a soft spot on the floor. For the first time in a long time I slept. I stayed asleep. I awoke refreshed.
From school days I recalled the scientific method. I went about testing out if bunking on the floor eliminated insomnia.
It has.
My conclusion: Decades of not sleeping had created a phobia about hopping into bed. As soon as I was in it, I was doomed to wakefulness.
In my new location, I saved a bundle not purchasing the bed stand, headboard, box spring, and mattress.
Foolishly, I shared my discovery with one of those nurses with advanced degrees we now see instead of medical doctors for wellness visits. She didn't seem impressed with how I had connected the dots.
Reflection: Does the whole continuum of medicine, ranging from the understanding of mental distress to hard-core insomnia, lack out of the box thinking?
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