Mar. 12, 2007 - Sleepy, Dopey, and a Few Other Dwarfs
And if tonight my soul may find her peace
in sleep, and sink in good oblivion,
and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower
then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.
~D.H. Lawrence
I had my first night without painkillers. It didn't go well. I've been trying to slowly wean myself off the Percocet. I had stopped taking it during the day, because it was making me incredibly nauseous. I couldn't get comfortable enough to sleep without it, though. Oh, but the dreams! Always vivid and strange. Sometimes disturbing or horrific. I reached my limit. No more drugs!
I barely slept. I'd say I tossed and turned, but I wish it had been that simple. More like wriggling and squirming. Any change of position in the bed requires at least five minutes, one saying of the Lord's Prayer, and a considerable amount of moaning. Mostly I just laid there and listened to Baby Bear's cute little noises from the crib across the room. She's sleeping through the night more and more now. She gave up on me when I was in the hospital. Guess that's one way to get her to sleep in her bed.
Field trips are back in swing, even though I'm not actively participating. Papa Bear went with the older cubs to an Underground Railroad program last week. Surrounded by historical actors, they figuritively ran for their lives through the grounds of an 1800's farm. They experienced being sold at auction, belittled by white slave owners, hiding in a Northern abolitionist's house, and feeling the rush of freedom at long last. Well done trip. I'm looking forward to our Spring schedule of events.
The temperature is slowly creeping upward, and the snow is melting at a rapid speed. Guess Baby Bear won't have much use for her brother's hat and gloves much longer. Sure is cute, though, no matter the season.
