Too Much Of A Good Thing (a Unisom story)

Let Sleeping Children Lie

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I should have known it couldn’t last. Frankly, I didn’t even really believe it would work. After all, I wasn’t actually taking it to help me sleep…though Heaven knows, I could use it! No, this little blue (generic) (Walgreen’s) pill was part of a cocktail to ease third trimester nausea. I didn’t want to drug myself, so I suffered through two extra days after the doctor told me to try it before giving in.

Nothing has ever knocked me out the way that tiny pill did. I slept from 9:30 p.m. until 5:30 a.m., post-time-change. Nine hours in bed? Me? Madame I-function-on-five-hours-of-sleep-a-night? I slept through the night? (Well, except for that time Nicholas woke up wailing, and Christian would not wake up. “Oh, for crying out loud!” I snapped as I hauled my pregnant body out of bed. “I’m the one who took a sleeping pill!”)

At 5:30 I went downstairs and turned on the computer. While it warmed up I went over to the couch…and conked out again.

It was a single parenting day…Christian had the mother of all announcements coming out at work in the afternoon, so he went to early Mass and returned home to find that I had dressed and fed the kids…and gone back to sleep.

I had to lead the choir. From the piano. The queasiness was somewhat better, but that sleepiness…wow. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it through Mass without toppling off the bench.

With help from an obliging alto, I got the kids to the van and back home. In a fog I put lunch on the table. Answered Christian’s phone call. “Is it possible this is the Unisom still making me feel this way?” I said blearily.

Pause. “Oh, crap,” he said. “I’m not going to be home till at least 6:30.”

I hauled myself up the stairs after the little ones, muscled them down for naps. “Alex, you can play computer games,” I said, and collapsed into bed. And woke up an hour and a half later. Mustered the energy to make the first fresh meal in four days. I didn’t have the energy for a side dish. I offered microwave popcorn instead. And a movie.

Christian walked in at 7p.m. At 8:30 p.m., the fog finally began to clear.

Ah, Unisom. My one and only one-night stand. It was nice knowing you. Or not.

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22 thoughts on “Too Much Of A Good Thing (a Unisom story)

  1. I get into that zombie state after taking half a regular dose of Benadryl for allergies… it’s scary!

    I was rather surprised when my first OB-GYN perscribed Unisom to me, after I lost 10 pounds during my 1st trimester due to severe morning sickness. I refused to take it, because its active ingredient is Bendictin.

    Doctors are still debating over whether Bendictin caused all the birth defects attributed to it, but I grew up believing that my congenital heart defect was a result of my mother taking perscription Bendictin during her pregnancy. That was the commonly held belief by doctors at the time. :/

    It’s unusual to be feeling queasy during the last trimester, isn’t it? Has it improved (since the beginning) or worsened?

    • According to my doctor, they’ve approved Bendictin again in Canada and are discussing it for the US. He’s a pretty cautious guy about my babies so I’m not worried about the medication…only the side effect!

      I hardly ever have much morning sickness in the first trimester. But these last two pregnancies, that third trimester is a booger. Relaxin working on the stomach, he tells me.

      • Interesting news…. I should ask whether its safe to use on children with motion sickness too. Although Mia seems to be cured of that now, *fingers crossed*… we couldn’t take her anywhere in the car (longer than 15 minutes) without her getting sick all over the place.

        I began packing extra clothing, towels, wet wipes, and bottles of water as a matter of course… long after the “diaper bag” was officially retired.

        Regarding the 3rd trimester nausea, I did a bit of Googling and apparently it’s normal for some women to experience. Hehehe I was a bit concerned for you! 😛
        Have you tried eating something sour, like hard candies? You know what worked for me – those atomic fireballs. Seriously. That, and small meals eaten very slowly. LOL

  2. Great take on the prompt. I can’t take pain killers because it does that to me. Even after my c-section, the pain was better then the crappy hung over like tiredness I got every day. I know how you feel.

    • After my last C-section, we didn’t even fill the prescriptions. All they are are souped up ibuprofin & tylenol, anyway, and they cause constipation. So I just made do with basic ibuprofin & acetaminophen. (However you spell that.)

  3. I enjoyed this story. As others said, this was a great take on the prompt. I suppose at a different in your life this could have been marvelous, but with young kids, falling asleep at a drop of a hat can be scary.

    However, I thank you for this post for another reason. As I’ve gotten older, sleep has become a much less frequent visitor. My kids are grown and out of the house. My cat sleeps most of the time anyway and so, she’ll forgive me. Therefore, I off to buy some Unisom. I think I’m ready for this one night stand:~)

  4. Oh, I’ve only had such insane, bleary-eyed fatigue once in my life. During, you guessed it, pregnancy.

    I would take screaming baby tired over hormone growing baby tired any day of the week.

  5. Unisom flattened me for two days straight. That was 10 years ago and I haven’t touched it since.

    I found club soda helped with the nausea a little bit for me. Then again, I BARELY made it into my third trimester before having Daniel so maybe I shouldn’t talk.

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