After writing my last post, I decided to bite the bullet and go and see Guy Meadows a.k.a Dr Sleep again. Enough is enough and I know when I'm struggling and need some support. So on a bright October day which saw temperatures soar and even brought people out to sunbathe, I traipsed up to Warwick Avenue with the three little lovelies and my mother in tow. I left them ambling along the sunny canals of Little Venice (have you ever been there? If not, you must - it's wonderful!) whilst I went to talk all things sleepy with Guy.
And when I left, how did I feel? We found it difficult to pinpoint why my sleep has not improved, but at the same time I felt really encouraged that I'm on the right lines. What Guy Meadows advocates makes a huge amount of sense to me. It is not a quick-fix solution - that's what sleeping pills are or a session of acupuncture, but this is just fire-fighting (I'm not saying that acupuncture isn't a wonderful thing, but I need to control this myself). In a sense, he is revolutionary in this field because he has turned means of combatting insomnia on its head by claiming that the more we seek to purge ourselves of sleepless nights, the greater the toll this will extract on our sleep.
Walking through the health section of the library the other day, a row of books on a shelf caught my eye - they were all books dealing with the rising problem of sleeplessness, and suggestions to overcome it. I picked one out at random and flicked through it and just thought wow, if anything is likely to promote poor sleep then it's a book like this. It had tip after tip after tip, but if a person religiously works their way through such a tick list, the pressure they are putting on themselves to sleep is, I'm sure, insurmountable.
So all I can do is keep accepting that this is what is happening to me right now, keep going and keep communicating - even if sometimes it is only through this blog that I am able to.
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