Last night when I got home, after officiating at a wedding…and participating in the worship team rehearsal—yep, both in the same evening—I was worn out and I had a headache.
I looked at the clock. It was 8:45. Still too early to go to bed. But I thought, “I don’t care. I’m going to bed anyhow.” (See how good I am at high level, executive decision-making? This is why the Pentagon is constantly calling and asking for my advice. Sheesh! I wish those guys weren’t so needy and dependent.)
However, I have had trouble sleeping over the years and that fact, along with the headache, made me think that I should take something for the headache that also helps with sleeping.
I began searching through the cabinet where we keep aspirin, cough medicine, cold & flu medications, canine heartworm pills, etc., and I found a bottle of Advil PM. Here’s what the bottle says, “Relieves itching caused by ticks, mites, and other insects…”
Oops, hold it. That’s not the Advil PM, that’s Jasper’s flea pills. Sorry.
Okay, here’s what the Advil PM says, “For relief of occasional sleeplessness when associated with minor aches and pains.” Perfect. That’s what I needed.
Now, I’m not trying to create a commercial endorsement or anything of that nature—I receive no benefit from writing this—but I have to tell you…that stuff worked! Man, did it work! I have officially become a fan of Advil PM. Well, can you blame me? It’s pretty typical for me to get up a couple of times every night, due to…well… nevermind… let’s just leave that part alone. Take my word for it, I usually get up a couple of times every night. But last night I slept right through the whole night. It was great!
When I woke up in the morning I felt refreshed. I felt rested. It was wonderful.
Nadia said, “Boy, you slept well.”
I said, “Yeah, it feels good. I don’t normally sleep through the night.”
She said, “By the way, there are a couple of tablets missing from Jasper’s flea pill bottle. Dan? Did you hear me? Dan? I said, there are a couple of tablets missing from Jasper’s flea pill bottle…..Dan???”
But I couldn’t hear her. I was out in the back yard burying a bone.
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