Late December is a good time for reflection… whether it’s a gorgeous moonrise or a New Year’s Resolution. I figured I was done with all those resolutions that never made it past January… my diet is good (at least 90% of the time,) I control my weight, exercise and do yoga daily… I’m mostly doing okay except for my nightly battle with going to bed on time. It started at the age of seven… about the time I learned to read. Seventy years later, I’m still fighting sleep and reading past my bedtime. Coincidentally, my blog just caught up to Slow Yoga/Slow Aging’s Chapter Ten about SLEEP and SLEEP DEPRIVATION.
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I introduced the topic of sleep in Post # 30. Post # 31 took a quick time out to snack on some Instant Pot Recipes. Posts # 32 through # 34 will continue exploring the complex relationship between sleep and health. Since I’m always on the lookout for new information, check this out: The blood/brain barrier becomes more permeable with age and can increase the number of toxins that enter the brain. During sleep, the body circulates cerebral spinal fluid to flush out the waste that accumulates in our brain tissue.
Unless we get the right amount of sleep, the brain is unable to complete the job of cleansing itself. Some sleep scientists are speculating that the plaque that shows up in the brains of Alzheimer’s patients could be related to a lack of sleep. So… my New Year’s Resolution for 2019 is to climb into bed at 9:00 p.m. whenever possible. Wish me luck!
I read past my bedtime
I woke up at my normal time (5:30) and Kristin was still asleep. I started wagging my tail-my happy and polite way to wake her up-and she kept acting like she was sleeping, but I saw her toes moving, which caused me to get very excited. Eventually she peeked at her clock on her phone and it read 4:45! This must’ve been a mistake-my stomach does not lie! She put her head back down and told me to rest and I began to slobber. I had a tummy ache last night, so I did not even get my bedtime snack.
I felt like I was in a time warp so I had no idea when I should insist on getting my food again! Finally, I decided that I had enough and I laid on Kristin’s head so she could not breathe, this is usually my last resort. Sorry I’m late I read past my bedtime. It was 6:30am, which I later learned was more like 7:30am. Dogs do not change times and humans feed us. I am back to sleep and Kristin is wide awake working!