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Insomnia Update: Or, How I Stopped Worrying And Learned To Love Earplugs

According to this piece in The Atlantic, these are the risks of getting insufficient sleep:

  • It makes you “dumber and less able to concentrate”

  • You’ll misremember things, have false memories, or not remember things at all

  • You’ll be more suggestible

  • You’ll be less able to remember motor sequences

Apparently it’s possible to trick yourself into believing you’re rested: If you tell yourself you feel rested and refreshed, you’ll suffer less from these consequences of sleep deprivation. Keep reading »

Life After Dating: What’s The Matter With Sleeping In Separate Bedrooms?

I once had a friend whose mom and dad didn’t just sleep in separate beds — they had entirely separately bedrooms in the same apartment. It seemed weird to me when I learned of it, despite the fact I knew nothing about their private relationship. When the parents eventually divorced, I assumed sleeping in separate bedrooms had had something to do with it. How could it not? I mean, sharing a bedroom just seemed like something married people do.

Well, I have been married for less than one year and I started thinking seriously about sleeping in separate bedrooms when I awoke with a start in the middle of the night recently because my snoozing husband elbowed me, sharply, right in the forehead. (It might actually have been a move taught in self-defense classes. And if it’s not, it should be.) Keep reading »

Can Anybody Actually Pass This Sleep Deprivation Test?

It's Deceptively Difficult!

Try the test in this video by Richard Wiseman to see if you need to catch up on your catnaps (hint: you probably do). According to Wiseman, an easy way to tell if you’re sleep deprived is if you need the help of an alarm to wake up in the morning. Seriously? I have known maybe two people ever who could wake up for work without an alarm clock! Keep reading »

$8K Smart Bed Can Stop Your Partner’s Snoring

snore-in-bed

The latest “smart” product? Your bed. Launched at this year’s Consumer Electronics Show in Las Vegas, Sleep Number has rolled out a dual-mattress bed that does everything from tracking your sleeping habits to making your partner stop snoring. No need to elbow him or her in aggravation! Read more on Newser …

A Catalog Of Thoughts I Had While Stricken With NyQuil Insomnia

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Do weird things happen to you when you take NyQuil? Because they keep on happening to me and I am so over it. Last night, my boyfriend and I were watching the Ken Burns documentary on the Dust Bowl, helpfully titled “The Dust Bowl” (be glad you were not an Oklahoma farmer in the ’30s), when a cough crept up in my throat. Maybe it was sympathy coughing? There was a lot of coughing in the Dust Bowl documentary. I took some NyQuil to quell the cough, and like clockwork, woke up four hours later at 3 a.m., with wild, stressy, NyQuil-infused insomnia. Thoughts you have when you’re in your conscious, rational, waking life––stuff like “we are all going to die someday”––take on a distorted, desperate, urgent quality at night. We are all going to die someday and I will probably die tomorrow and oh my God who will water the plants?

And that’s just the tip of it. Here are some of the crazier thoughts I had last night, while on a Nyquil insomnia bender…

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Girl Talk: I Can’t Stop Sleeping

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Sleep Talk
What's the weirdest conversation you've ever had in your sleep? Read More »

This story begins in a basement waiting room in Brooklyn. My boyfriend and I stare at our phones on a dirty looking love seat across from the reception desk. There’s no service, and cellphone games give me headaches, so I pick up an issue of Parenting magazine, even though I am not a parent and — thank god — this isn’t that kind of doctor’s visit. I’m not thirsty, but I drink a lot of water from the water cooler to occupy myself. It takes almost an hour before my name is called. The nurse is friendly, but she mumbles and I keep having to ask her to repeat herself. I am relieved when she asks me how much I weigh rather than making me step on the scale, but the anxiety rises again when she measures my blood pressure. The machine squeezes my arm and then releases it in slow puffs — panic, panic, panic.

Actually, this story begins on Christmas night. And the night before. And the night after. And all of the nights that I went to bed too early. This story begins with me apologizing. This story begins with my mother’s worried face. It begins with an unquenchable, inexplicable desire for sleep, which actually begins nine years ago when I was in 12th grade and became addicted to going to bed. Because that’s what this is really about. That’s the reason I am waiting in a cold doctor’s office, picking nervously at my nail polish, listening to the paper crinkle each time I move, and wanting very badly to pee.

I’m tired. I’m tired all the time. Keep reading »

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