I went to see my PCP yesterday, to talk about insomnia. I asked him about Lunesta, which he had never heard of. We looked at their web site, and he convinced me I’d be better off with Ambien, despite my misgivings about it.
So I took a dose last night, was asleep in 10 minutes, and didn’t wake up until 5:30. Felt pretty good. And I’m not sitting at my desk nodding off!
And I wasn’t plagued with nightmares about Mike Score from Flock of Seagulls dancing and “singing,” in tight pants. For some reason, we watched Hit Me Baby One More Time, one of the worst TV shows I’ve ever seen. Even worse than Dancing With The Stars, which, I am ashamed to say, we also watched. It’s like being in hell, from 8-10 weeknights. I mean, we can’t just turn it off. Can we?