I wake up in the middle of the night with stiff legs, tossing and turning. too much running, too many hours on my feet in the kitchen. and i think: Well, here we are. This is sober life. This is real life. There are no blurred edges. What would my husband do? Would he drink cough syrup so he could easily get back to sleep?
There’s a section in the Allen Carr book about sleeplessness — he says (not surprisingly) that this just happens sometimes. Some nights, you just can’t sleep. Just like some days you have a cold, and some days you feel out of sorts. Nothing to do with booze.
So i got up and took one advil (ibuprofen) for my sore legs.
It sounds like nothing, but it’s something.
Carr refers to learning to live without alcohol is like buying a new make and model of car.
The turn indicator may be in a different place, and you’re going to try to shift gears with the windshield wiper handle … but don’t worry, that’s just your brain readjusting. Your hands may reach out and you’ll turn on the wipers when you meant to blow the horn. and the solution is to just shrug, and then take the right action. Same with booze/drugs/medicating yourself. You may instinctively reach for a medicated solution, but that’s just because all of your motor reflexes haven’t been adjusted yet (to the new car!). If you make a mistake and reach out for your old solutions, just wait a second and then readjust. Over time your brain figures out where the switch for the windshield wipers are. And don’t give up. You wouldn’t return a new car because the lights are in a different place and your hands kept reaching for the wrong thing. You’d be patient while you learned new skills.
so, do I take a glug of Nyquil [nighttime cold medicine in north america] to help me sleep, when I wake up with sore legs? No. It might be my first reflex, but that’s just me getting used to the new model of car. Instead, I take an ibuprofen and then roll over and go back to sleep.