Trouble in diphenhydramine-land... If for some inexplicable reason you're a regular reader of this blog, then you may remember that early this year I discovered the insomnia-destroying effects (for me, anyway) of diphenhydramine. That's the active ingredient in the allergy medicine Benadryl, but for me it's been working great for six months as a way for me to regularly sleep through the night. That's been a new experience for me, as I'd been an insomniac for my entire prior adult life. After some experimentation, I settled on a 12.5 mg dose, which I've been taking every night, an hour or two before I go to sleep.
The last week or so this has not been working. The logical conclusion, reinforced by some online reading, is that my body has developed a tolerance for the drug, and I'd have to increase the dose for it to continue being effective. Of course, that's the first step of the classic dependency cycle, and I refuse to get on that particular train to destruction. So ... last night's dose will be my last, at least for a while. I suspect my insomnia will return with a vengeance in the short term, then after a few days or weeks I'll be back to my pre-diphenhydramine norm.
This makes me very sad, as I've been greatly enjoying all the benefits of a full night's sleep ... and I don't know any other way to get that...
Saturday, July 28, 2018
The downing... Last year the honey locust in our back yard was looking pretty bad, sick with something. We were quite sad about that, as that tree was a favorite. This spring it was clearly dead – we waited and hoped that some leaves would pop out, but there wasn't a one. Less than 50' away is an identical honey locust, planted at the same time (around 15 years ago), and it is doing just fine. We really don't know what killed the one in the back yard, though we suspect girdling by lawnmower.